Would you know . . .

Would you know by looking at me that I am one of seven children?
Would you know by looking at me that I abhor folks who don't even listen to other's opinions?
Would you know by looking at me that I am a tradesman of over thirty years in one field?
Would you know by looking at me that I have buried FOUR fathers?
Would you know by looking at me that I could kick you in the head?
Would you know by looking at me that I held my mother's hand while she took her final breath?
Would you know by looking at me that I walked my kids through hell and back?
Would you know by looking at me that I am a published author and poet?
Would you know by looking at me that I have suffered at the hands of several very ugly people?
Would you know by looking at me that I sometimes laugh simply because it cheers me up?
Would you know by looking at me that I have had my trust obliterated on numerous occasions?
Would you know by looking at me that I used to do body building?
Would you know by looking at me that I have stumbled over hatred?
Would you know by looking at me that I have been taught to box?
Would you know by looking at me that I am moved by music and books?

Would you know by looking at me that any of this is true?
Would you know by looking at me that any of this is NOT true?

Do not judge my choices. Do not judge my actions. Do not judge my opinions.
Unless, of course, you have walked a mile in my shoes . . .