The Mask of Jealousy

When people put you down, they’re trying to relieve

In some erroneous way, acceptance of their grief

They cannot measure up to your amazing life

            And so with bitter words, recant their hidden strife

For envy is the reason, acknowledging their lack

            And though the barbs do fly, we know why they attack

But living with compassion and knowing their great pain

            We sacrifice rebuttal, for what is there to gain?

Does this imply we’re weak? The opposite is true

            When we “turn the other cheek”, a saints reward is due

The courage of our love, when unjust insults fly

            Reminds us of His Love –for our failings He did die!