A Poor Sonnet

Why should I judge others that don’t agree?
Nothing written truly gives me this right.
Though our eyes refuse even to meet.
This doesn’t mean we are lacking insight.

Reason is lost in arguments grown hot.
Logic cast aside as the tempers flare.
Cool, calm, and collected cannot be bought.
The love and joy of humankind stripped bare.

But know this in time can be overcome.
Logic recalled and tempers be restored.
Love and joy can thrive and recieve welcome.
Judgements cast aside prejudice ignored.

Perhaps it is hopeless optimism.
I believe peace a reachable vision.


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