Arrows of glass and razor shards rip through the air,
Steadied by the bow of justification
Born of impatience and frustration
Are we alone to pick them out of our flesh,
As no one is humble enough to apologize?
You yell, you lose,
As the shield of respect is lost.
It is far better to strengthen your argument,
Than to raise your voice
By Roxanne Varey
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