The critic will
analyse your words
to tell you
what they mean.
What gives him the right?
he hasn’t seen
what you have seen.
He wasn’t there
when your father died,
he couldn’t tell you
for how long you cried
He doesn’t know
the dark secrets in your soul
or what it would take
to make you whole.
How can he describe
the hurt you feel inside,
does he know
what it’s like
not to have any pride?
When you leave
your heart in something
you have wrote,
pay no attention
to the criticism,
just pray it may
get stuck in their throat.
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Brilliant poem – felt every word!
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Love this Poem !
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