You removed every guardrail
Thought it would dissuade them
Tossed aside what they shared
Refused to engage them
Said they wouldn't fit in
Warned your friends not to call
Not to bother to aid
Not to choose them at all
You stood at every door
Undermined every task
Blocked each pathway while wearing
A welcoming mask
Made them think they were wrong
Unprepared; unequipped
And when they sought advice
You chose to be tight-lipped
‘Til you saw them outside
On a playground you felt
They’d never enjoy
It was for someone else
You saw them embraced
Saw them doing just fine
Realized every effort to sway; undermine
Had failed miserably
What will you say, now?
What new scheme will you hatch?
What revenge will you vow?
Now, you smile in their faces
Drop their names with such flair
As if you as a friend
Hasn't been a nightmare
Act as if you’re so proud
You just want to keep tabs
But you can’t say out loud
Why you’re worried and mad
You waited for them
To adopt your crude ways
To swipe, knock, and criticize
Retaliate—
Spend all their days
Building weapons of war
Transform into something
They've not been before
But they never did
All they wanted, was peace
A safe place to exist
Where oppression would cease
But your greed and ambition
Your need to exclude
Your penchant to dominate
Your attitude
Governed how you treated
Those you felt you don't need
How you wish they were here, now
To take the lead
To tackle the magnitude
Of what ensued
When unexpected storms
Violent and rude
Showed you what it feels like
To be battered and torn
Bewildered, frightened
And left to mourn
One day you’ll realize the futility
Of always competing; being insecure
Of not really knowing
Never being sure
Perhaps one day, give what you expect
Learn that being respectful
Might earn you respect
Learn that being humane
Is a much better choice
Tables do turn, you know
Cries of help from your voice
Aren’t different than the cries
You so often ignored
Perhaps, today you see
What you couldn't before
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ReplyDelete"For a just man falleth seven times, and riseth up again: but the wicked shall fall into mischief. Rejoice not when thine enemy falleth, and let not thine heart be glad when he stumbleth: Lest the LORD see it, and it displease him, and he turn away his wrath from him." Proverbs 24:16-18
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