Judged, a poem written by Ian Fletcher at Spillwords.com
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written by: Ian Fletcher


As I’ve matured in age
The older generation
Have passed through
This vale of tears
To that shadowy realm
From which none return.

They’re no longer around
To pass their judgements
On what I do or will do
Or have already done.

They have disappeared:
Parents, teachers, preachers
The whole bunch of them
Who once would advise
And all too readily criticize.

Now that they’ve all gone
I should perhaps feel free
Were it not for the thought
They may still be judging me
From beyond the grave.

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