Light travels faster than sound.
First impressions freeze illusion.
We see the fat, the graceful,
curves, the bulging muscles,
the bad teeth, the manicure,
the age, race, sex, style
before we hear the words,
the voice, the reasons, the
fear, the meanness, the resolve,
the superficiality, the hope.
We think we know enough to
judge before we hear the story.
Victoria Hendricks
September 30, 2010
What a wonderful poem full of meaning and sad truth. Well done!
ReplyDeleteNice punchy poem, Victoria, full of good observation :-)
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