Words of the Elders

Some people waste their pain–not me;

I bleed out, watch my own blood drip.

I scrape, drag myself through the hurt;

I’ve been through all the sweat and tears.

I hear the words of the Elders:

“Listen, obey, learn from mistakes.”

Words can drip with honey but sting

With all the venom of a snake.

I’ve learned.

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