Stand Up

As the gentle one goes
the base-born arrives.
Tossing vicious words til
the tender one cries.
Tightfisted is he
who believes in his lies.
But a brave one stand
forward, taking hits
on all sides.
"It is not just what you
say that wounds me inside,
but the person you are
and the good that you hide."
Be brave for the gentle
ones, if they fear to
stand tall.
Because standing for
someone, is better than
not standing at all.

c.m. caro

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