Trust Me
I approach you as a relative stranger,
Who professionally faces genuine danger,
This site is for me a haven of peace,
Somewhere to unwind, to express and release.
My days are all conflict, I've been sprayed with spit,
I've rolled round on floors covered in blood and shit,
I've been called names that I just won't repeat,
And each time I've had to get back on my feet.
And through the harsh words and the grief and the blows,
The lesson that I and those like me knows,
Is that most of the grief stems from frustration,
And apologies tend to resolve situations.
We are all wise enough to write competent words,
None of us need to shout to be heard,
So from someone who faces real daily threats,
Trust me, it pays to forgive and forget.
Frances Macaulay Forde
Sun 10th Feb 2019 09:53
Very well written... love the lesson here, Jason.