This poem was written for me by a dear friend of mine here on VR, not sure he wants his name known so will keep it to myself. It was written to help me express my anger at persons pestering me so to speak and is outstanding as all of his work is. Thank You.....
Whatever is your problem I don't want to know,
If anger and spite is all you can show,
Such ways of Being we can easily rise above,
No Response To Goading, if a heart's filled with Love.
Rail all you want, in the shadows you'll stay,
I haven't the time, and you get in the way,
I'm not alone in feeling like this,
No Response To Goading, I'll give it a miss.
The saddest of things is clinging onto the past,
Whilst some of us move under a fluttering new mast,
Words of black poison and stealth in the dark,
No Response To Goading, so you can't leave your mark.
My ears are closed to you until you see better sense,
I'm tall enough to know there's no need for defence,
Life is too full of pain for anyone to indulge,
No Response To Goading, so these coffers won't bulge.
The emptiest words will float blithely on air,
Nowhere to go, but distant, somewhere,
There;'s better things to do and I'm going there, now,
No Response To Goading, I don't care for a row.
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