Nothing I Could Say

I remember the first time,
I confronted someone...
Reacting to a rumor.
And from a third person heard.

I shouted obscenities,
In the face of this person.
Only to discover...
The rumor I heard,
Had been about another.

Years has passed.
And I have seen again,
That person I offended.
And with friends that person said to me...
'Are you still that fool I remembered?
And are you still as ignorant,
As you impressed me first to be? '

There was nothing I could say.
I had learned to keep my mouth shut.
And from those wishing to start confrontations...
I don't acknowledge this.
I simply walk away.

Growing older to wisen up,
Has its benefits.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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