Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
The fuel for anger is the final word,
The added point that's sure to win.
Invectives delivered for intended hurt,
Sowing the seeds of our own chagrin.
Bitter words from guileless tongue,
Grim echoes of a saddened heart,
They wither a spirit perpetually young,
Denying us happiness ere it starts.
Forgiving is hard, because we see
In others the things we fear,
If we were to look long and deep
Inside when we look in the mirror.
Release your feelings of discontent,
Borne from another point of view.
Though careless words made you incensed,
Your life demands much more of you.
[This message has been edited by LngJhnAg (edited 07-27-99).]