My Right To Idiocy 7.24.2008 Poem by Margaret Alice

Looking at my trampled theory, my explanations
met with supercilious derision, labeled idiotic in
the most insulting way – accompanied by the
false superiority

Of his haughty claim that my right to “idiocy” will
always be respected by His Excellency; while my
pledge of faith in goodness provoked anger -
a smart slap with a book

The fault is mine for talking to a disdainful atheist,
affronted by my claim that life is mostly wonderful,
threatening me with the necessity of suffering –
I agreed pain can be advantageous and said

My cross is the allergy - Henceforth I’ll respect
his right to nastiness by passing him with a
dainty nod, not stopping, being called a fool
to my face is quite enough to realize

He draws unhappiness to himself with a negative
attitude, according to my moral coach it is best to
act with rectitude and not aggravate His
Excellency into visiting his malignancy

Upon me to prove his point that life is bad –
with his disposition, he is bound to find
life getting worse all the time!