Judged

There was once a bandit who lived solitarily,
the world that he possessed was the worst mentality,
the symptoms that he contained, missing originality,
but he lived his soul to an angel momentarily.

If he were to inherit the universe for eternity,
he world face demise with a feel of solemnity.
His pride would glide to abide with diversity,
and swore to bore and adore her virginity.

There was once an outcast who lived very lonely,
but she had a period of ostentatious antiquity,
yet she did not shift her demeanor so swiftly,
and the community became her very own antibody.

She had the great Aphrodite's unique sexuality,
her hair waterfalled down her back of femininity,
but her pupils were smeared with the deceiving ability,
and her peers were unrelenting in freeing her sanity.

And why do we people get deserted physically,
when we all deserve our dignity with equality?
We're teased, we're greased, but we walked merrily,
because our time and our dime, is our own responsibility.