For Some 'Tis Harder To Praise

For some 'tis harder to praise than 'tis to criticize That ignorance is bliss they don't seem to realize In their arrogance on the feelings of others they like to intrude To them it comes natural for to be rude. The good are wise they think before they do speak The weaknesses in others they never do seek To be cruel with words they are not that way inclined So blessed are they who are loving and kind. The cruel hearted man was abused as a boy And being cruel to others he has grown to enjoy 'Tis sad to think compassion he cannot show How can he put into practice what he does not know. They cannot be kind so they have to be cruel And the anger in them for their cruel words their fuel Though their put down remarks are cause for offence They find their enjoyment at others expense.