The High Road

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Several moons ago, I caught someone
Dead to rights, without him noticing
I was just yards away as he
Clamped a nasty car note down
With my windshield wiper; all because
I unknowingly took the parking spot he wanted.
Really mean things written in the note
I still vividly remember...
"_my_, you bastard"
"next time, show some respect!"
Before walking into his car to leave,
I gently tapped him on the shoulder
And startled him half to death!
Eyeball to eyeball, we froze in realization;
We aren't total strangers!
Oh wow, we live just 3 blocks apart!
I handed the note back saying...
"I've read it. I don't need it anymore"
Then I walked away, resisting the urge
To unleash a torrent of contumely on him
I felt angry and offended,
But the thought of someday
Returning the favor never crossed my mind
I chose to believe he was simply
Having a bad day. Besides, I could tell
He was stressed and felt bad when I turned
To look back at him seconds after walking away.
It is tough taking the high road, forgiving vitriol
Directly at you, but I felt free doing so, thanks to God.
I pray that God continues to help him the same way, too.
The High Road Poetry Contest
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Date written: 10/23/2021
*vulgar words deleted on purpose*
Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2021
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