‘Twas a scene they created,

A moment of sheer hate,

Unfolding a day so ill-fated,

Scoffing at my humble state.


Sharp words of utter discourtesy,

Ripped my modest conscience,

Baring me to crude flippancy,

Murdering my genuine reverence.


How sarcastic…what insolence,

They sneered at my ordinary wishes

Their laughter of hollow arrogance,

Slapping me with forceful dispraises.


It’s a war they have waged

A tragedy wrought with pain

A battle I shall emerge unscathed

And they’ll shed tears in vain.


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