Judge me

You see me
Thorns to the fore
A prickle
Nothing More

From my looks
You think you know me
So murderous
Third degree

Barbed antagonist
Attacker without mercy
No heart
Cursed you see

Yet no attack
Have I ever undertook
You see
My points are mistook

I defend only
As you would yourself
My body
Not my wealth

Look at me
See not my thorns alone
I grow
I am not of stone

Each growing life
No matter what you see
Is Just
As precious as thee

Judge me not
Without consideration
Decide instead
Only after due deliberation


Terry Rhiannyr
June, 2012