There’s certain kinds, you’ll know the sort
All provocation, the chat they talk.
Sat sussing you out with a single glance
Minds already made up not to give you a chance.
They’re causing offence at every turn and
Think there is nothing for them to learn
They’re cream of the crop and playing a game
Cutting you down for your class or your name.
Making snap judgements with sneers on their faces
Thinking they’re better with their airs and their graces.
Judging your background, and judging your clothes
How terribly limiting to have opinions like those.
Why determine an enemy, and enforce segregation?
Who made you judge and jury for today’s population?
If feeling superior is what makes you feel richer
I very much fear you are missing the bigger picture.
It’s a very negative energy and not what this world needs
No-body is born flawless, and everybody bleeds.
Whilst you’re up on your pedestal, kicking everybody down
Soon you’re left like an island, with nobody around.
Diversity enriches and gives us knowledge as well.
Every soul on this planet has a story to tell.
We all have this in common, we have one life to live
And it’s not the takers who are richest but instead those who give.
Having your nose is the air doesn’t make you better than anyone else
So before you hand out your judgements, take a good look at yourself.
In fact quit being being judgemental, and give others a chance
And try to get through the day without your judgeypants.
Judgeypants is a poem written by Ms Moem.
This poem was inspired by Katie Hopkins, who was on This Morning, talking to Holly Willoughby and Philip Schofield about she judges children by the names they are given and their class. Luckily she appeared alongside Anna May Mangan who gave a more rational opinion. If you haven’t seen the interview, you can find the video below!
