There is a quiet strength called courage
That I endeavor to embrace
As you threaten, berate, curse and lie
And pull all others into your farce.
While shaken, concerned, and my body remembers fear
I will still stand here, stand still, stand up
For I will not back down to a bully that gains all his courage
From the neck of a bottle
And the falsehoods of neighbors that you charm.
I understand that you do not comprehend this quiet courage,
This lack of manipulation, this stance of solitary stillness
And I have no need to explain it to you.
Guided by inner values, I need not the validation of others
And my truth will be heard in court
And judged accordingly.
I must remember, when panic seizes my throat
And I can not breathe,
That all I require is the legalities of the system
To take you to court the next time you threaten me directly.
Shall I not get the court’s nod to my stance,
I can still stand here in my staunch determination
To not be a victim
To not bend to pressure
To not cave to disapproval –
Even the insidious sidle of mendacious neighbors
Toward lies and away from truth.
You have the damaged dysfunction of an alien perspective
And I will find compassion for your hard life
And not excuse the behaviors that bully and threaten.
See me, I will stand here, stand still, stand up.