Poem - "The Critic"

The critic shoots a poisonous dart,
Intended to hit another’s heart,
Hoping to turn the steadfast plan,
Wishing to undermine the man

The critic knows what should be done,
Though his personal efforts are often none,
He makes a verbal, cunning attack,
Knowing his words will make it back

The critic twists the precious facts,
Spins his stories into fictional acts,
He thinks he’s weaving quite the show,
Appearing right and laying low

The critic forgets one critical part,
The Judge of all looks on the heart,
He who sows the discord seed,
Will suffer, eventually, for his deed