prathap suthan

Smiling And Driving - Poem by prathap suthan

someone called me something despicable

and then someone showed me his finger

and then someone glared at me

and then someone yelled something unpleasant

and then someone exploded into a ball of rage

and then someone kept honking profanities

and all i did was smile at them.

i had a silly smile on my face.

and everything they said

and everything they did

lost venom

and lost their barbs and lost their sting

and lost their heat and lost their daggers

and lost their way and lost their relevance.

because when i smiled,

i disallowed them the pleasure to hurt me.

insults become insults

only if i open the door and let them in.

as long as i keep the door closed,

and keep my smile going,

insults are nothing but useless sound energy.

keep smiling. enjoy driving.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 5, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 5, 2009

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