when i packed a basket of tidbits,
they ate them all,
returned the empty basket,
with not a thankyou note,
but my note to them, inside.
all i can do is smile.
when you gave them 2 crap sessions
in one day,
they kept very quiet.
i have to slam the door
to break the silence.
result:
21 injured ( not acussed)
1 victim ( it's the door, not someone)
no one enjoys being lectured
no one enjoys giving the lecture.
both taxing.
guilt was not on my target list,
neither was anger and sadness,
but they do come in a package,
slam hard at my face.
i talked to you as a class,
not as individual.
i can only find smiles for you
from the bottom of my heart,
when we are outside the injured door.
some didn't get it,
they may never get it.
just let it be then.
i can't force a thought into one's head.
chips to let this matter rest,
but the idea should remain.
same scenerio,
different people,
how do we handle it?
just smile.
---------------------------------------------------
lay yan and chee kang,
thanks for making this crap week
end a little better.
lay yan, thanks for clearing your doubts with me.
chee kang, thanks for not doubting my intention.
with these 2 reasons,
how can i not smile?
reader k | 7/22/2005 10:05:00 PM |
