A Belligerent Insistence [rev.] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

It's not WHAT the dear child says -
but HOW she says it - belligerently,
with insistence, demanding listeners
differ so she can proclaim her vastly
superior opinions - she sounds just
like Doctor-Know-It-All, who knows
nothing whatsoever; her taunting

voice rising in offensiveness until I
need run away to stop detonating
my explosive telepathic messages;
her demeanour & attitude can't fail
to alienate listeners - substantiating
her claim everyone rejects her and
life is awful: at least she sees to it

That its insufferable for everyone in
her vicinity; I don't have the spiritual
power to withstand such negatively
wilful spite, she throws the gauntlet
down in remarks intent on goading
listeners to negative reply; I refuse
to take the bait, bite my tongue

Feel an inevitable mental explosion
corroding my soul - & thus need to
leave; one day someone is bound to
tell her why people depart so quickly
when she's around spitting her spite,
squelching all the little pleasures that
makes life so beautifully worthwhile….


[ORIGINAL: ]

It's not WHAT the dear child says, it's HOW
she says it, with a belligerent insistence inviting
her audience to differ so she can argue how vastly
superior her opinions - she sounds just like Doctor-
Know-It-All who knows nothing whatsoever

Her voice and laughter grow offensive until I have
to run away to stop the transference of my explosive
telepathic messages, her demeanour and attitude can't
fail to alienate her listeners and thus substantiate her
claim that everyone rejects her and life is awful

At least, she sees to it that it becomes insufferable for
all in her vicinity, I don't have the spiritual power to
withstand such negativity and wilful spitefulness, she
throws the gauntlet down with every remark intended
to goad the listener into a negative response; since

I refuse to take the bait, I bite my tongue and feel the
inevitable mental explosion corroding my soul so I
have to leave - one day someone is bound to tell her
why people leave when she's around spitting spite,
quenching all the little pleasures that make life

So beautifully worthwhile…

[29 December 2015]