They will sneer and deceive and betray
And your dignity will remain pristine
They will cast a shadow on your bright day
And you will see how they yearn to be seen
They will scold and criticize and condemn
And you will polish your smile with their scorn
They will turn your sweet silence to mayhem
And you will hear, mid the din, valor's horn
They will denigrate and deny your worth
And you will make music of their crude noise
They will question your place upon the earth
And you will bury them with grace and poise
Be glad of those who make things difficult
Make a whetstone of every insult
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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