Tag Archive | emotional baggage

Don’t Trust People Who Cry

Emotional Manipulation

You give up all your power to the universe
When in public you’re seen as a big cry baby.
Not only is it ugly and grosses folks out
Those who regularly tend to piss, moan, and pout
Attract to themselves discord most definitely.
Crying is sometimes seen as profane or much worse.

It’s not that their trustworthiness is in question.
It may be that they’re honest to all whom they know.
Sensing manipulation, though, people react
As if they’re being played. They may even attack
The one lost in emotion. The disgusting flow
From the sinuses is not conducive to fun.

It must be done in private if it must be done –
Not in business and not around people unknown.
Everyone feels like crying every now and then
Yet it is most important for women and men
To keep other people out of their Twilight Zone.
Drama is for professionals. You are not one.

Nobody wants to manage any extra stuff
Either at work or at home or any known place.
People want to get things done and then just relax.
They are not hip to paying theatrical tax
So they may curse your acting but smile in your face.
You may not know when people have had quite enough.

Let Go

The Easiest Thing To Do

Once upon a time, there were two monks on a walk.
One was senior; one junior. On the riverbank
Stood a young lady stressed about how she would cross
Such an unfriendly aquatic force with no loss
Of life. She could not swim, to be perfectly frank.
All she could do is watch the damned think like a hawk.

Now, the monk who was junior just walk right on past
The poor woman. He then swam to the other side.
But the senior monk carried her as he waded
The full width of the vastness. This messed with the head
Of the monk who was junior. Though hard as he tried,
What he’d witnessed the elder do left him aghast.

“How could you carry her like that?” Asked the young one.
“We cannot touch women. It is against our ways.”
The response of the senior monk was surprising.
“I stopped carrying her way back. I’m wondering
Why you still carry her and why your being stays
In the past unaffected by all that is done?”

The old one broke a rule for someone in great need
Then let go of its breaking as urgency passed.
If I hang on to something that causes me pain
I cannot but relive it. I’ve nothing to gain.
Vicious cycles of suffering can only last
As long as I allow them my life to impede.