Jan 2013
You.
You horrid person, you poor ignorant soul.
We write for love, something you would not know of.
We write because we **can, therefore we will.
You have no right to silence our songs, no right to quiet our cheers.
Do not shush of serenades of glory, do not hush our odes.
How dare you judge us?
How dare you judge her?
How dare you even try.
She amounts to more talent in an eyelash than you do in your whole fully developed being.
If you understood you would stop, but you do not.
Your poor ignorant fool.
You horrid person, you poor ignorant soul.
We write for love, something you would not know of.
We write because we **can, therefore we will.
You have no right to silence our songs, no right to quiet our cheers.
Do not shush of serenades of glory, do not hush our odes.
How dare you judge us?
How dare you judge her?
How dare you even try.
She amounts to more talent in an eyelash than you do in your whole fully developed being.
If you understood you would stop, but you do not.
Your poor ignorant fool.
A friend and fellow writer on this site, Clarrise, has stopped writing because she has been continually judged for by a foolish person. I ask all of you to show her support and to encourage her to write again. Here is a link to her profile: http://hellopoetry.com/-clarisse/
