The Critics

I would be in awe of this poem even if you weren’t my beautiful niece. But the fact that you are, makes me love the words even more.

Keep on being authentic and sassy and I hope others go and check out your (new) blog and get as much out of your powerful words as I do.

Critics criticise that which they don’t understand.
That which is beyond them.
And that which makes them look inferior. X



the critics spoke,

and at first she listened.

and at first she defended,

and at first she questioned,

and at first she wondered why.

the one that was so quiet,

had so much to say,

behind the safety of another.

criticism to be passed from one,

to another,

to her.

but to her it was

a critic.

and she could no longer

see the line drawn


the constructive

and the afraid.

and when

she realised she had

only considered “i”

and not “they”

and not how what “they” said

reflected “them”

and not “her”

she picked up the pencil

and drew the line

and placed those whose


reflected “them”

and not “her”

on one side,

and those who could


“her” challenge

on the other.

beside her.

because what

those on the other side

had said

had never really reflected


but “them”,

and she no longer


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Author: Lexa

Enjoying life and the crazy beautiful things in it.

16 thoughts

  1. Me too re having this level of emotional intelligence!! Life (high school) would have been a whole lot easier if I had gotten this figured out a bit sooner! Thanks so much for taking the time to comment, it means a lot. X😃


    1. Hi there, I am so glad you like my niece’s poem. If you have time click through to her blog and give her a like – she deserves the praise not me 😃. Have a lovely evening and thanks so much for making the time to comment.


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