Loser

Would you please define a loser,
Would that person perhaps be a drug user,
What makes a loser in your mind,
Someone who cannot seem to find,
A job, themselves, or maybe even a home,
Would a loser be able to sit here and write this poem,
Would they be scandals or quick to find a fix,
Would they think about only themselves during sex,
Or, would they deplete all their means of life, their drain all their sources,
Please, tell me, do you have the right resources,
Who's to say that you are not a loser as well,
Than, would you wrinkle up your nose as if you just smelt a terrible smell,
Who can really even tell,
Who is responsible for giving someone all of that power,
To sit and judge people hour after hour,
People are so quick to judge others,
Even to go as low as to make fun of their mothers,
Can't we all just get along,
To sit in the hot sun, and sing silly songs,
Instead of making enemies everywhere we go,
Say, did our mothers not once tell us so,
If you do not have nothing nice to say,
Than do not say anything at all or that's how the game is supposed to be played,
Be nice to each other, treat others how you would want to be treated,
It will in the long run save many conversations that could eventually become oh to heated!