©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
You hold forth in your wisdom
as if truth began with you,
each argument refuted by
your “worthy” point of view.
No other man’s experience
remotely matches yours.
Let others curb their tongues or
be revealed as crashing bores.
Why must they prattle on and on,
when your premise is clear?
These cretins ought to show respect
and lend a listening ear!
Let every upstart quaff the cup
of knowledge at your feet.
May all drink deeply of your words
and find the nectar sweet.
But as for me, I must defer,
though all the world’s in awe.
For every time you speak, I fear
that I hear blah, blah, blah.