Respect To Them Or Their Words

Respect to them or their words I never do pay The few who have told me to give rhyming away I barely could bid them the time of the day Unkind things of anyone does seem wrong to say. For putting others down in words some like to be known One wonders of their sort have they lives of their own To their higher selves such people cannot be true Suppose the Karma we reap in life we are due. Those who get their kicks out of putting others down Do never become the best liked in the town The meaning of etiquette they seem to miss But then to their kind suppose ignorance is bliss. I love penning stuff of that why should I lie And I'll only quit rhyming on the day that I die And those who tell me to give writing away Respect to them or their words I cannot pay.