Why I Don’t Take No For An Answer

Not All Disappointments Have Been Blessings

Just imagine if I took every No for an answer, how badly hurt I would now be

If I let every rejection slip straight to heart, how burdened and heavy my heart would then be

If I took offence every time they charged at me, how really angry I would now be

If I threw a shirt away every time dirt was thrown at me, how empty and bare my wardrobe would be

If I pulled my hair every time insults were hauled my way, how bald and skinned my head would now be

If I threw a punch every time I see a fist in my face, how blistered and raw my hands would now be

If I spat at them every time I heard them fart, how dry and parched my mouth would now be

If I had to flee every time I heard them curse, how very exhausted my legs would now be

If I had to cry every time I am betrayed and cheated, how red and swollen my eyes will now be

If I wore a frown for their every mischief, every misdemeanour, how sad and furrowed my face would now be

If I turned down at once every invitation received, how so very lonely and unexciting my world would be

If fought my own shadow every time it does that nasty dance, how dirty and dark would l now look

If I plucked for myself every flower I see on the paths, I tread — how slow and strained my journey would now be

if I followed every detour or took every turn on the road, I walk — how hard it would be to find the way home

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