Danielle N. Calhoun

CRITICAL THINKING

They gave my family much criticism for their deeds
Saying I’d never live past the age of the three
Never being able to walk or have a child

Brother let me tell you if I had a dime
For every word that was spoken
Against me or someone I knew
I’d be rich but I am a critic too

I’m my own worst critic
All silliness aside
I never can think positive
Now that I can sometimes hide

I am critical of my looks
And a critically paranoid mom

But all that aside these words I have spun
A critical view is not to be taken lightly
Criticism is crude but it makes some
Just as mighty

I was criticized for everything I did
I wonder if criticism is all
It’s cracked up to be?