Sonnets from Suburbia: Don’t Cross Me!
Yes, diversity of thought is a prickly pear. So says Lady Penelope as she bemoans the burden of always being right. Yeah….right.
Don’t Cross Me!
Don’t cross me, I’m so certain that I’m right
And challenges provoke a jerking knee.
Positions set in stone eas’ly ignite
My pers’nal fire and brimstone aimed at thee.
A hair trigger response is seldom one
That serves the greater good and rarely solves
Whatever issue satisfying none,
Eluding practices off’ring resolves.
When differing opinions take a stance
Feet in cement, no walking in thy shoes,
O’ safely wager peace hasn’t a chance
And God above our actions won’t excuse.
We could relent, deciding so to share.
Diversity of thought’s a prickly pear.