Old Habits Die Hard

Got to hold it together, try to keep my cool, 
Even when dealing, with imbecilic fools,
Should know better, but they freak me out,
When in the wrong, they just scream and shout,

My problem is, I won’t back down,
Especially if right, and dealing with clowns,
Should I be the one, to hold my tongue,
Guess it all stems, from when I was young, 

Always had to, stand up for myself,
Show any weakness, get beaten up, no help,
That’s my dilemma, remains with me today, 
I’m wiser now, still can’t turn the other way,

Hold your ground, never let bullies off, scot-free,
Face them down, no good cowards, you’ll see,
Only seek easy targets, to punch below the belt,
Fight back hard you Lion, watch their bravado melt. 

By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Flaherty Avatar
July 10, 2020 at 1:35 PM
Probably because you had to look after yourself without older brothers Shaddow Boxing David Face and stare imbeciles in the eye if they can look back at you
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July 10, 2020 at 3:17 PM
Because big mouths are bullies who think they are the dog's business and like it should be picked up put in a bag and thrown in a bin Well done and good on you Sir
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July 10, 2020 at 2:28 PM
I wrote this quickly just to let off some steam after some big mouth started shouting my dog licked them in the park, can you believe it, I walked over told them where to go and they did pretty quickly
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