Should i turn the other cheek? ...
When a know-it-all, smart alec, decides to speak.
His words do seem to hurt at times...
All sour-ey to me as lemons or limes.
But must i learn to ignore all that's said...
And not to him to wish him dead.
For how am i to go on in life? ...
To suffer the slings and arrows of a suffering strife?
It is best to get up after being knocked down all the time...
Why go on to exhist against an insufferable verbal crime?
I must learn to grow up in my way of spending my life, down here...
Just ignore what i may think i hear.
Oh dear! ...
Not here, not here!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this sir is a fine poem and good advice.