Poetry With A Mission

...a thought provoking poetical exercise.


Persuasion, Not Force

I may disagree with you regarding your beliefs, but,
I’ll do so respectfully, and my open mind not shut.
Yes, I will listen to you, and chew over what you say,
But then — it’ll be my conscience — not yours, that I will obey.

You should act the same as well, and your conscience obey too,
Lest it be that you’re misled by embracing what’s not true.
Yes, make up your own mind — when what others say — you’ve thought through,
Don’t let others pressure you — force you — as, that they shouldn’t do.

You’ve a right to your own view, and to follow that view through,
Where physically or emotionally harm you won’t do.
For your rights stop where others’ rights start — which is only fair,
And surely you’ll accept that if you’re genuine and sincere.

When we pressure and force, we cross a line — we violate,
And lay bare our own darkness, provoking anger, hurt or hate.
We bring about resistance, or resistance just make worse,
Then wonder why we’re disliked, and why they, such darkness curse.

Those who force — may get their way — but true allegiance, no,
Nor acceptance — for how can they win over — when such a way, they go.
Those whose heart and mind are sound, and are holding to what’s right,
Do not resort to pressure, force, hassle, argue or fight.

It’s a form of mind control when people manipulate,
A serious invasion no one should accommodate.
Sometimes it’s very subtle, other times blatantly clear,
But whether subtle or clear, it’s unacceptable — unfair.

Yes, I will listen to you, and chew over what you say,
But please don’t condemn me should I disagree, go my own way.
And please do not pressure me, for my mind’s my mind, not yours,
Besides, it’s persuasion, not force, that often opens doors.

By Lance Landall

Careful, Please

We need to evaluate many things in life, and hence those judgment calls that we make each day;
However, when it comes to others, we need to be very careful lest from fairness we stray.
And hence why judging by appearances, scant or limited information, is fraught with ill,
For things aren’t always as they seem, and missing facts oft lead to wrong assessments, some upset yell.

And don’t forget that not all we’re told is correct, gossip a known distorter-cum-saboteur,
Hence how the likes of wrongly informed or mistaken acquaintances, friends or neighbours can err.
And why we all should be dealing in facts-cum-what we know is so, and not just assuming so,
For where is the fairness in the latter? — and why relationships oft shatter-cum-west soon go.

Yes, best we get to know folk better, inquire from the horse’s mouth, and mind what other folk say,
And also what we think, lest our thoughts turn to evil surmisings, and we, something badly weigh.
For so many are thought of in ways that are neither fair nor nice, a burden they have to bear,
Though sometimes they not knowing, and thus unable to defend themselves-cum-their tainted name clear.

Too may people are misunderstood, other folk giving the low-down according to them,
Their coloured picture acting like an ink stain, and some seemingly relishing who they condemn.
Hence why others miss out on things, are excluded from some circle, treated indifferently,
All of which says more about those who’re judging wrongly, or just going by gossip, foolishly.

By Lance Landall