Don't

A Poem by Soren

Don't spit on someone's food, don't steal their thunder

It's not nice to rip scabs off their mood, to pop their bubble a blunder

Do not jerk rugs out from under them, don't their treasure plunder

Bite your tongue don't condemn, just nod with wonder

Far better to be thought dumb than to prove your case

To their argument be numb, let them save face

No need to beat your drum, staying mum is no disgrace

The first rule of thumb, is listen then leave with grace

No need to pull someone's string, don't step on their toes

To their delusion let them cling, let them think their garbage smells like a rose

Raise your middle finger, No, don't turn and thumb your nose

Let your smile linger, although you know, their bull you can expose

© 2024 Soren

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Marie

Wow! Love this lesson embroidered in words in this sublimely penned poem. Many people need to read it, they have much to learn from each of the three stanza's, dear Soren. So many profess to see others as brothers and sisters, but they don't see them as brothers and sisters when they hear bad news about them, they spread it like wildfire not knowing if what they heard is true or not. I love the title of the poem, it acts as a warning to the reader in what not to do. There is no need to pull the rug from under anyone to prove we are stronger than them. We should be looking out for them in case they trip over the rug and be there to either prevent it or help them up. A candle does not lose any of its light by allowing another candle to be lit from it. A captivating write, sublimely inked. I enjoyed reading very much, dear Soren and I, thank you for sharing. Lovely work!!!