Equanimity Poem by Hannington Mumo

The harmless man with a heart contrite
Must contend with evil and battles fight,
He has to forgive deliberate ills and vice
That come with malice's contriving guise.

Bitter is his mean lot without compare.
He will pardon even where fake crime
Is unfairly heaped upon is obliging back,
Where rules alter against him every time.

His eyes have seen the oddest of sights
And his ears have heard yelps of wights.
Dangerous traps relish to block his way,
Even on his short sojourn's brightest day.

The benign man leaves grand stones unturned.
Curious activity is never a core business of his,
Neighborhood banter to him tastes very cold;
He's blind to cursing lips and mouths that kiss.

A calm man is kind and quiet,
He's as wise as snow is white.