Judgement For Contest

You waltzed in the door Feeling quite entitled Each instance before Your words, unbridled This time, however, My submissiveness failed Your jabs just weren’t clever Not delivered so well Or perhaps it was I Who was not quite the same I chose not to cry Nor run off in shame I smiled at your judgment I kept calm. I kept cool Your words were redundant You bragged of your rules I kept my composure For a friendly debate I’m basking in closure You’re drowning in hate 11/12/20 “Judged by a jury of your peers”