samuel munachim

Forgive Me For Being Great - Poem by samuel munachim

Forgive me for being great
I didn't know it would
Merit your acrid stare
The snobbery and disdain
Ache my soul
Draw watery salt to my eyes
I did not choose my gait
You say my shoulders
Compete with my nose
Which is haughty and uncouth
To my brow
You say I talk gruff
And have this unseemly panache
You remind me that I call myself
A genius, one of the anti-social breed
But all you do is try my modesty
I would love you if you
Cared more for my heart:
Forget my accomplishments
Forget my style
Forget that I am anything but simple
Forgive my being great.

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  • (7/12/2006 11:20:00 AM)

    are you confusing 'great' with 'shite'
    see what you mean though, i get this all the time

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 14, 2010

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