Bruised and battered egos:
Retaliations -
Flaming tornadoes spiral up to stormy skies.
Mixed metaphors of caviar and custard
Maelstrom mightily around the mountains of Hell.
Trolling is appalling
And flaming burns.
Let go of that ego
Is my advice.
Be humble from the start.
No-one is great enough
To be beyond reproach
Or criticism.
Who cares how good or otherwise I am?
Who cares what anyone says
About my work?
I am what I am,
End of story.
To Describe what I am is fine:
See those metres, verses, rhymes
And metaphors.
Dismantle me if you wish,
But (please) put me back together.
No-one should stand in judgement,
Except maybe God,
With His bright wide wings.
So stop the abuse,
And sourceless insults.
Cease the condemnation,
Or stand to be IGNORED.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful rendition of words set aside for honest rendition. Thought provoking, intense, clear, focused, and factual. Thanks for sharing Paul.
Ego can be a dangerous thing. We have to move on from it if we are to truly grow.