You Said Poem by Marie WardAlonge

To all the ones I have tried to make friends
But later discovered you didn't have a good heart in the end.
This is what I remembered you said:

You said the only thing I had going was the light color of my skin.
Your words shocked me then and I remained silent while simmering within.
Now, I give you your due.
Your mind was loaded with words of ignorance.
Therefore, you didn't have a clue.

Another you said:
I remember when I was trying to be a loyal and a caring friend.
When you said we were not that good friends, from you I turned away.
You hurt me but I carried on.
I haven't giving you too many thoughts until this very day.

Professor you said:
Even though I had an "A" average for that semester,
You said the only way I get out of your course was to make an "A" on the finals.
With that said, you gave me your little laugh.

As you know, I passed.
In the car, I waved at you with my degree as I maintained some class.
You gave me some hassle.
I wanted to tell you to kiss my tassel.

Another you said:
I came to you as an intern
I looked to you to learn.
My thirst for knowledge burned.
I was trying to finish my school term.

However, you were hell bent.
To take my good intent
And give my life torment.
Why didn't you realize?
I was another woman trying to pay my rent.

In school with a prior injury that had not healed.
I had very little but I refused to allow my fate to be sealed.
Seeking a job, you came to me and you said
You wanted to present me to your company.
You wanted me to put your wig on my head.
This I refused.
I thought you were nutty and I didn't like to be used.

Needing money, with you I had to work.
So our path did cross.
Lucky for me, you were not my boss.
Later, I moved on to better things
And let you carry the burden of the drama that you bring.

However, I shall leave you this-without a twist.
For an intelligent woman, you proved to be silly.
For your lack of kindness to me,
You-I should pity.

For the others…you said,
I leave these lines with you:

I heard you mumble.
After sometimes, I would stumble.
I kept my dignity and tried to remain humble.
Later, I played your negative words in my head.
For awhile, you had me exceedingly sad.

Then, I took a little chance.
I stood up and I did a little dance.
I begin to write these comments you made to me.
I allowed these old wounds to flee.
Now, I am here sipping on green tea.

To you, I dedicate this poem.
I hope your life you have reformed.
One day your heart may find kindness from what you read.
You know-from what… you said.