My struggle persists.
When confronted with belligerence I am weak;
Anger bubbles up from the depths of my soul.
Though I attempt to be as the sage,
Civil, calm, understanding, as yet I am not.
This disappoints me–disappoints me greatly,
But I have learned to forgive myself.
It is only my humanness barging through
Exposing me for what I am…a mere mortal.
Superhuman, without feelings or emotion,
I suppose not as I was born, live and will die.
Perhaps next time I will have more control,
Understanding that he who presents as my adversary
Is nothing more than my fellow man,
Ensconced with the very same emotions
That I too struggle to contain.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
