Why is the world so judgmental?

Like people,

Hungry animals choose their prey

By looking for the weak or wounded

They pursue them—

they find them alone and scared

Then they Pounce

Attacking and tearing apart⁠⁠—

Every weak point⁠

Devouring them

Till they have nothing left

How can the broken fight back?

They live in fear

Like the little animals in the mighty jungles

They feel like they don’t belong