I was saddened to read what U wrote on that Sunday Night.

A question U seemed to have about my integrity right??
 
But instead of what adults do and call and ask the question.

U choose to act like a little child in sore need of correction.
 
With out Malice, Rage, Hatred or ever Condescension.

I choose to be an adult in how I deal with U.
 
U who throw rocks and never offer to help.

Sadly like most little kids U my dear are a, Whelp.
 
A little one who needs some, whether a kiss or a hug.

Or maybe a more deeper thing, something know as LOVE.
 
Some one to hold U all through the night.

Some one to stand by U whether your wrong or right.
 
But instead of “LISTENING” or even asking a question

Like a fool U cling to your pride, which is arrogant beyond mention.
 
“Tempest in a Tea Kettle” a phrase coined by Shakespeare.

But the way U are acting, is a child striking out from “FEAR”.
 
Why U say what U say or feel the way U

do?

Is it the fact that the one U rage against

actually cares for U.
 
A “LOVE” without cost, affection with

 respect.

Is that the thing U fight against and

seek to reject.
 
The time is coming near, remember I

told U that U must choose.

But, little one choose wisely or U shall

loose.
 
So, what is it Scoffer that U fight

against??