Piece Of Peace © Poem by Roann Mendriq

I'm fuming and I'm fretting,
at the unfairness of it all;
Why should it be only one,
To always take the fall?

This is it, enough I say,
I will not be maligned;
Someone's going to soon receive,
a good piece of my mind.

And then I pause and ponder,
I laugh aloud with glee;
at the brilliance of an idea,
that flashes over me.

Why give someone a p i e c e of mind,
that is always so unkind;
Why not try to simply find,
my own sweet p e a c e of mind.

A simple switch of letters,
instead of keeping score;
brings smiles to everybody,
and I'm not fuming anymore!