Not Just Politically Correct
But Humanly Graceful
Like at a family reunion, you shouldn't speak politics
you can't slam a religion, just to stir up conflict
You can't slander a gender or say who might love who
you wouldn't want someone digging or slamming on you
You can't call people names, disrespectfully speaking
you can't say everything that your head might be thinking
Because the needs of another, might be different than yours
tell me why being polite has to be such a chore
It's not your place to share someone's how, when or what for
and it's more than just rude to call someone a whore
When you don't know the whole story and didn't hear it from them
then please take a step back and don't repeat it again
You can have your opinion, just don't sell it as gospel
the world doesn't spin just for you to spew out a mouthful
of ugly misconceptions or distasteful accusations
this world has had its fill of bully gratification
Placing unwilling persons at the butt of their jokes
this kind of behavior needs to stop and go up in smoke
Why is it so hard to keep the hate out of your mouth
we've all had enough of it spinning around
Don't you think it's time for a breath, time to make a new start
to begin using our words filtered with love, through our hearts
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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The first steps you need to vanish: *stop saying things you need to say *chances are, they don't care anyway *running your mouth, trying to relay *hurt feelings from your last birthday *run out, like the freshly fried chicken, at the all you can eat buffet *comb over all your decisions, like a tired, worn out toupee *disappear into the alley *prowling like a cat, go out to play *join a band or purchase an instrument, and dance off in a bold cabaret *confess all your sins and then, run away *when everybody begins to pray *be sure to cut off all communication, like a pet that’s been responsibly spayed *make a full list of dumb excuses that they can find later, that will explain *that you were jonesing to get lost forever, and abandoned your slick hide-away *grab a bag and hit the road running, on the nearest, carefree highway *no need to fret or overthink it, sometimes life will provide a doorway *a window or trap door to a secret passageway *don't be shy or hesitate, cause your chance might not wait *it's time to throw in the towel, you've been outlasted and outplayed *get to gettin' on, you've more than overstayed your stay *just disappear into the void, vanish and fade away *Be the master of the game *like mist dissolving in the air......till no one you knew even remembers your name *stay tuned to our connection, there could be more instructions on the way
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden6 months ago in Poets
Comments (6)
You said it, girl! 👏👏
Sad that these things need to be said, but you did a marvelous job of saying them. Well done, Kelli.
You said it girl! Way to go with this poem.
👏👏👏 So well said, and an always needed reminder.
Kelli! This was a POWER-FULL slam woman! Kindness should not be surreal: we all need to own it, show it, live it.
Wow! Kelli. This was fanTASTIC! I like how your points and lesson was set within a family reunion. The tongue is a sword and I agree, we should be careful how we use it. Your rhymes were so smooth all the way through. I especially like when the continuation of a line, follows in the next. Like this one, ‘ the world doesn't spin just for you to spew out a mouthful of ugly misconceptions or distasteful accusations’ it still held tight to the rhyme and rhythm. I am humbly impressed! ♥️👌🏽👏🏽