For the Headstrong and Wrong

You cover me with a cluster of absurd words
that stir and plunder like tornado dust
on an adamant mission of one-eyed destruction.
Even through the pile of vile gust, I must
respect your inherent right to be wrong.
You vomit a comet of obstinate lies,
criticizing all that is wise and good,
all that stood in your raging, profane way.
All the might of right won't fix your folly,
only antagonize, like a flying dart, 
an unrepentant, prideful heart.
Fencing replies aside, defenses shoved away,
with a quieted spirit, in merciful song,
for the headstrong and wrong, I pray.

5-20-2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Goldsmith Avatar
May 31, 2022 at 2:24 PM
Headstrong people one cannot talk to. They know it all, just ask them. Best to walk away. I had this the other night. I just went and talked to some other people. Have a blessed day writing away.........................
Leffanta Avatar
May 20, 2022 at 11:25 AM
A cold shoulder may be more effective! Enjoyed! Aloha!
Faulkner Avatar
May 20, 2022 at 9:52 AM
They used to say, you can have your own opinions but not your own facts, but now even facts seem to be debatable, so where is truth? Very provocative and insightful, Juliet-
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