Am I wise for my many years? I’m still in route
But much further along as I digest each day.
I don’t know when I know enough. I know a lot.
And I’m grateful for all the good things I was taught
By kind others. I know that I can in this way
Try to live what I know and partake of its fruit.
The best piece of advice I was ever given
Is to keep an inviolate place well inside
That is pristine and safe from all negative vibes
That are otherwise present. My spirit subscribes
To the peace in this moment. I rightly decide
To defend that by which I am truly driven.
Harsh language and attacks of a verbal nature
Have no place in my sacred space. I will say no
To the waste of the circumstance and go my way.
I would damage my spirit if I were to stay
To engage such momentum. Nothing do I owe
To the sad situation. It shall not endure.
To Forgive is another lesson I have learned.
It means not that I want my transgressor to sit
At my table. It means, “I am done. Go Away!”
There’s no sentiment involved. Just have a nice day
And a life without me in any part of it.
Of what had taken place I shall not be concerned.