Ink lings

Take from me that which you will
Those things that I possess
Strip from me the trinkets
That speak of my success

Look at me with jaundiced eye
With disdain on your face
Treat me as subordinate
Keep me in my place

Speak to me with vitriol
Mock my point of view
Contradict my every word
Their meaning misconstrue

I can overlook these things
As you strive to denigrate
Because the measure of a man
Is forgiving those who hate

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About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer .wordpress.com as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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