Dissemination of hateful hearts
Recriminations from cruel words
Self destruction of the soul
The lack of kindness leaves me cold
But I doesn’t touch those borne of self belief
Doesn’t chill the warmth warmth within me
Causes no self doubt or guilt with
I am happy with the way I am living
Spent my life working all the hours
For a pittance of pay as filtered down by those in power
Suffered severe loss of family
But remain strong so no criticism hurts me
I’ve been to hurt, to wounded by life
So I cannot be made to feel like my love
For poetry and blogging is wrong
So I will continue to soldier on
In the moments I grasp between hardship, work and life
And enjoy spreading messages of love and light.
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