Rarely yield much.
And it’s a shame, because I love to debate.
To make a point.
To engage in a fight
And win it.
I found myself fighting today.
A friend of mine saw something differently than I did
And within a few minutes I was rearing to go,
Passionately delivering my points of view,
Until he said to me
“You’re probably more worked up
Than this matter deserves”
And this made me wonder,
Are there any discussions worth
Disagreement seems to be a meal best served cold.
All too often, heated discussions
Rapidly descend from wanting to have a conversation
To something far less important:
Wanting to be right.