Be the judge.

This is a poem that needs your opinion,  many times we try to place people under categories of being righteous or a sinner. Am going to present 2 separate situations to you all, be the judge if they are right or wrong.
RIGHT OR WRONG?

I once met a rich man
Bought a Mercedes, Ferrari and a Toyota sedan
Got a jet for his personal pleasure
And a new beach house just for leisure
Gifted his daughter
An ipad, iwatch, and iPhone on her 13th birthday
Just so he could hear her laughter
As he outdid himself since her last birthday
He got 15 servants who he pays comfortably
And earnest so they don't bore him with their needs
But a beggar who seats by his gate,
He tries to avoid
Not because of hate
As he sometimes sympathises with the man's fate
But he has the opinion no man's circumstances
Should make him beg
Plead another for substances
As a righteous man is not suppose to beg
Even proves it from bible scripture
When he tries to paint himself in a perfect picture.
Is He right or wrong?

A pretty  orphaned lady
Unmarried but had a baby
Got knocked up abandoned by one
Who once made her feel crazy
He was the thought that filled her heart
His touch could set her legs apart
Even though she was religious
She felt he was her other part
Until He broke her heart
She had plans at 25 they'll be married
So she saw it as a blessing
When she realised a new life she carried
Told him, but he said
"Young lady are you sure it's mine?
Cause if it is am not ready
for a baby to take our time.
So you better abort it
And that's the only way we will be fine."
She was never naive
Even though he took her innocence
on her 18th  birthday eve.
But to please him they went to the hospital
Just so he doesn't leave
Doctor said
"Am sorry but you have come too late
As now you are passed a possible abortion date"
You can bet the guy walked out on her
Didn't bother to wait
Now she's filled with hate
For herself and her baby
As she has to work twice as hard, so she isn't called lazy,
The future was bleak for her
She even sold off her car
But still it was hard
to feed the child
So she gave up the baby for adoption
Moved on to prostitution
Or is it men seduction
As getting a job was difficult
And going back to school wasn't an option.
Now you see her by the bar
And try to judge her
But if only you knew her scar
You would rethink
Is she right or wrong?

Author: I.am.Oma
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