A Different Kind of War

December 1, 2011
You can curse at me,

you can call me rude names,

and sure

they will hurt me,

but I will be strong.

I will stay true.

Tell me anything you want

that makes you feel superior,

but I will stay bold.

I will not stoop to your level

or fight fire with fire;

I will fight fire with kindness.

I will respect you and your wishes

just as you should respect me.

I shall tower high above you

with my maturity.

I will march through this battle,

with my head held high.

No fear

shall stand

in my way.

You may throw your vicious sticks,

and hurdle those mighty stones,

but your names will never damage my spirit.

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GrammyB said...
Dec. 7, 2011 at 4:56 am
Your poem touches the heart Sophie! You have discovered the power of the Pen!
G-Ma-K said...
Dec. 5, 2011 at 10:24 am
I am so proud of you Sophie.  You are a wonderful writer!  Great poem!
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