Passion vs Prick
There was a guy who liked to bark
And shout at everyone
When it came to being rude
He wouldn’t be outdone
“That’s just his way,” folks would defend
“He’s just so passionate”
So treating everyone like dirt
Was something they’d permit
But passion doesn’t come from where
Impatience and hate lays
Disrespect and egotism
Aren’t traits it displays
Just because one’s passionate
Does not give an excuse
To ridicule a helping hand
And let the insults loose
So one day this passionate guy
Who always was so crass
Got too passionate and made
Himself look like an ass
He flailed his arms around and screamed
And threw a hissy fit
Until even his biggest fan
Had to fully admit
“That guy’s a prick! How could we be
So blind to all his antics?
We’ve pandered to his attitude
With well-meaning semantics
But now we see it doesn’t matter
How much he does care
It doesn’t matter if he’s got
Talent that is so rare
He’s just a prick, and that does not
Give him the right to be
Snide and brash and cynical
And scream like a banshee!”
And so this passionate prick’s crew
Began to dissipate
And he was left to be alone
With passion and with hate
His creative despondency
His pessimistic skill
His talent, vision, and genius
But no help to fulfill
‘Cause no one wants to work with pricks
Who only disrespect
Passion only goes so far
If ego isn’t checked
~Miro
Speak up, fellow Warrior!