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When I was younger I had an elder friend of mine Named Denise Davidson I asked her “why do some older folks Like to put down younger people She dropped a knowledge bomb on me She said that adults have been torn down By life and that’s why they try to tear you down sometimes She also told me that I shouldn’t allow anyone to put me down No matter whom it is, even if it is the President of the United States Those words are forever tattooed on my heart Even in my late twenties I still deal with haters Trying to sabotage my blessings They try to use me like I’m a slave And when I confront them about an issue They talk to me: condescendingly like I’m stupid, Or say that I’m crazy, or they blame me for their shortcomings But now instead of me acting ignorant by: cussing people out, Hold my anger in till I blackout and forgot what I did, or threaten to **** somebody I get even by doing better - by proving myself right My mentor told me when people show you trash you show them class So I get even by having integrity in my actions Cause all those negative people want is to see me stuck in the same place Stuck in a worse situation than them Because it makes them feel good about themselves And it makes their life look better than mine Because misery isn’t happy unless it has company By Shannon Pollard ©Summer 2013
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Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 7:48 PM UTC
The First Shall be Last and The Last Shall Be First
When I was younger I had an elder friend of mine Named Denise Davidson I asked her “why do some older folks Like to put down younger people She dropped a knowledge bomb on me She said that adults have been torn down By life and that’s why they try to tear you down sometimes She also told me that I shouldn’t allow anyone to put me down No matter whom it is, even if it is the President of the United States Those words are forever tattooed on my heart Even in my late twenties I still deal with haters Trying to sabotage my blessings They try to use me like I’m a slave And when I confront them about an issue They talk to me: condescendingly like I’m stupid, Or say that I’m crazy, or they blame me for their shortcomings But now instead of me acting ignorant by: cussing people out, Hold my anger in till I blackout and forgot what I did, or threaten to **** somebody I get even by doing better - by proving myself right My mentor told me when people show you trash you show them class So I get even by having integrity in my actions Cause all those negative people want is to see me stuck in the same place Stuck in a worse situation than them Because it makes them feel good about themselves And it makes their life look better than mine Because misery isn’t happy unless it has company By Shannon Pollard ©Summer 2013
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