We don't know our own strength
The toll we take
From toes, legs, torso
Abdo, throat, face
The whole framework overstrained
Over-paced behavior
Whole array misshapen
Til it erodes away
Slowly frayed, flayed daily
From greed and shame
We retain
Each bait we proceed to take
Facebook, tweets, dm's
Social media snakes
Can leave a cheap
Fleeting remark a screen away
Harming the cohesion
Our weave like yarn texture
Our coat of arms tears apart
Like polyester
Mustn't fester
Over the sorry folly of others
The effort to judge
Is much easier than to serve
So rest assured
And set forth the steps towards
Your bettering incrementally
Beckon those against that course.
To Be Frank: 