Poem By Bethani Ann DeLong

I'm not quick to disrespect.
I am quick not to waste my time,
To pretend I am tolerant...
Of others who have no idea,
What the meaning and definition...
Of what respect is.
And how and when it is applied.

Those who accept being disrespected,
Are usually the ones who become offended...
When others who have no time to waste,
Are not hesitant to remove themselves...
Without feeling a needed reason,
The doing of it has to be explained.
And with an exit quickly taken,
Through it from nonsense left behind they leave.

Comments about Anger

..............a nice write....I like the idea of removing one self from the situation....everyone should read this poem...

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