Smile


SMILE

"Smile," the man snarled as he walked by
leaving me with a frown.
"Be happy," was his command
as he brought me down.
"Don't worry."
"Don't be in a hurry."
His words are in the past
but they did last.
A kind word
cast into the herd.
His stone hit me.

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