Sticks and Stones
by cricketjeff on October 16, 2010. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
The wisest men reflect before they speak
While careless taunts can daunt a tender mind
It’s always best to turn the other cheek
But placid self-possession’s hard to find
An angry word can’t spill a drop of blood
A hate-filled jibe can’t make you scream and groan
It’s possible to stand against a flood
If deluges are made of sounds alone
We should not have to listen to abuse
Nor tolerate harsh prejudice and lies
But provocation makes a poor excuse
When anyone, however thoughtless, dies
It’s clear to me that sanity’s denied
When knives and guns defend a foolish pride
Author notes
I don’t like my couplet much, and the “ide” rhyme is far too close to “ies” I
shall attempt to rectify these faults tomorrow.
English