LET THEM

Let them argue

let them fight

let them think

they are right

let them gossip

let them rage

let them build

themselves a cage

let them judge

let them talk

let them walk

the way they walk

let them laugh

behind your back

they cannot push you

from your track

let them steal

each other’s joy

let them silence

virtue’s voice

let them wrestle

for the throne

let them pick flesh

from their bones

but of all

you let them do

do not let them

alter you

keep your focus

on the sky

and all the beauty

you pass by

stay within

your well-built walls

and answer only

worthy calls

let them lie

if they must

it’s yourself

you need to trust.

Macik jumpa poem ni dari page Donna Ashworth. From my new Sunday Times Bestseller ‘Wild Hope’.

Kebetulan pula masa ni macik agak 'hangin' di pejabat bila ada senior tuduh macik passing call ke ext dia. Hello! ini ex-customer service la. tak akan buat mcm tu kat org. bertahun macik di didik dan diterap dgn sikap jawab segala soalan customer dgn berhemah dan selesaikan masalah customer. tak akan simply transfer call kepada org lain wpun soalan-soalan customer tu tak related pun dgn area dia.

salah org lah dia nak main tuduh tu gitu. hangin tul. huh!