Some tell me I come from
Below
Vengeful fires,
Acid rain, and
Eternal suffering
Some tell me I come from
Above
That God has formed me from
Clouds
So that I may rain down positivity
On people's souls
Little do they know
I am from both
I spit fire and shower love
Which one you get
Depends on you
Give me hate
I'll return the favor
Give me love
I'll return the favor
The way I am perceived
Depends greatly
On you
It's a simple saying
We were taught as children
So simple
Yet so influential
"Treat others the way you wish to be treated"
YOU ARE READING
Returning the Favor
PoetryThis is dedicated to @writting-shangri-la for convincing me to continue writing my shitty poems :)