BRUSH IT OFF

Brush it off
Don’t let it stick
Don’t consider
Consider it.

Crude remarks
Sad, not true
Only will
Upset you.

Some folks unkind
Despite a smile
Loaded with
Such hate and guile.

Let it roll
Roll off your back
Don’t respond
When they attack.

Harsh and cold
Consumed with greed
Not worth your time
Not what you need.

Walk away
With head held high
Don’t succumb
Don’t sit and cry.

Know the source
Don’t validate
Give them cause
To congregate.

Birds of a feather
Often found
In groups and crowds
Will pull you down.

Not to worry
Just walk away
Don’t listen to
The things they say.

Just… brush it off
Don’t let it stick
Don’t make so much
So much of it.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories and songs. View all posts by Patty Richardson