The people who dislike me
Go by a minority,
And they outwardly
Show their dislike
For me and I thank
The Heavens for that.
I’d not have endured
A counterfeited smile
And a venomous tongue
Behind my back;
Atleast their blood
Flows free from hypocrisy
With only traces
Of spite and worry;
Which I can easily forgive
Bearing in mind
The distance I’ve crawled
In their footsteps
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