Lessons Learned

November 19, 2015 November 24, 2018

Lessons Learned short poem

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I learned how to earn a person’s respect,
By being proud of all the life’s I have wrecked.
I learned how to trust and to always believe,
By assuring I always set out to deceive.
I learned how to love and never to hurt,
By making sure that I hurt them first.
I learned to find peace at the end of each day,
By pushing them all right out the way.
I learned how to laugh and always to smile,
By pleasing myself, no-one else was worthwhile.
I learned to succeed no matter the cost,
By working myself to the point I exhaust.
I learned that to win is always what should,
By realising that 2nd best is no good.
I learned how to take proper care of myself,
By treating myself with my money and wealth.
I learned how to love the body God gave,
By skipping my meals so I could save.
I learned to accept and to never condone,
By criticising each person I’ve known.
You taught many lessons that helped to mould me,
By showing the person I don’t want to be.

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