Those were mine!
That's what I thought when my peer took my credit.
My pride and Joy.
My words.
He took them by a leash and paraded them around the busy class room.
And put them in an Iron cage to string up for the world to see.
For the Teacher to see!
For my own eyes to see, and I was appalled by myself.
Repulsed by my diction, yet they cheered and cried
for mighty were my words, and quiet was my mouth.

It disturbed me to know I hadn't said those words myself.
I hadn't taken credit, credit that I needed... craved.

I let my Mind think about it. Process it. Soak in it.
And I saw it!!! THE SECRET! The meaning!!!!
The best compliment a person could give, is to steal your work and take your words. For they valued them more than I did.... enough so, to make off with them like a bandit in the night.
Thank you, for teaching me to speak up, before you or anybody else does.