by Joshua Davis
Walking down the street with your fly jeans on. Slaying with your new Jordans. Got your AirPods and latest iPhone on the side; it’s the time to show off. The other brother and sister had the opposite, but we judged the book by its cover.
My brother got the Samsung S7 with $10 earphones from Walgreens, his own kind teasing him for it. My brother is wearing a DD’s Discount Outfit. We assume he’s less fortunate, but his bank account says the opposite.
My sister got the latest iPhone and Air Jordans. We assume she’s financially stable, but the family struggles to keep the lights on. Don’t judge a book by its cover. We judge the sister that shows off in school, but we never knew that girl was raped by her stepfather at 7 years old. Her family has a thing going on: “Don’t ask, don’t tell.”
We judged that brother that acts disobedient and rebellious, but we never realized that his mother suffers addiction and his father disappeared like magic. He steals phones and laptops to feed himself and his siblings every night. No job is accepting him, he lost hope. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.
We judge the famous human. We assume they’re a sell out, but we never knew that was the anonymous person who donated a million Benjamins to our school. The cover may be torn, the pages may be worn, but there’s still a lot to be discovered. Don’t judge the story by the chapter you walked in on. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.