I've tried being nice,
I've strived to be kind.
Now mixed moral thoughts,
Begin to fill my mind.
For who are you,
And what's your game.
You're obtuse and nasty,
Your claim to fame.
Time for you to learn,
Time to clip your wings.
A harsh lesson in life,
Among other things.
Yes time for you to learn,
For you'll never succeed.
A drastic action from me,
Of which you'll always heed.
It will be painful,
Full of righteous spite.
And when you recover,
You'll see the light.
That you were so wrong,
And I was so right.
A lesson learnt,
After all is done.
For a better person,
You've now become.
Copyright Shaun Cronick 2019. All Rights Reserved.
A wonderful poem with a great message. There are people who are geared to make their fellow men miserable in life. Some want to claim success at the expense of others. We must show them that what they are doing are bad by teaching them a lesson in life. Excellent write with great rhyme. Onto my Poem List.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks again Rose Marie and just to say I might write an even longer version one day. Take care and I wish you well.