Pushed Too Hard
I am a gentle man, and I try with all my heart to love my fellow man and do all that I
can, to help out and get along. However, there are some men that no matter what
you do will try to hurt and take advantage of you.
I am very patient, I give them every chance, I try to endure and show them love. I
try to check my anger, turn the other cheek strive to be humble and meek.
There comes a time when all efforts have failed, when I've been pushed far too long
and too hard. They think they can keep pushinig and never let up.
The time comes when I've seen the light I put on my war face and prepare for the
fight. I give them fair warning they can clealy see the war paint on my face.
I may not win the battle this might surely be, but I will stand my ground, take their
best and give back what they deal out twice. I may not win today or the next, but
eventually I will win the war.
Listen to me brother and keep it in your mind, if you keep pushing people it could
turn out to be your end.
Copyright © Jack Ross Jr. | Year Posted 2011
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