"Defuse the Situation" - Bahamas AI Art
©A. Derek Catalano
Defuse the Situation
A tempest brews, a lightning flash,
Two wills collide, a sudden crash.
Voices rise, a heated fray,
As reason threatens to give way.
But in this storm, a guiding star,
A whispered plea, however far,
To “Defuse the Situation” now,
And soothe the furrowed, angry brow.
First, breathe, dear soul, let impulse cease,
Invite within a quiet peace.
Though anger sparks, and tensions mount,
Let not your passions freely fount.
For words unbridled, sharp and keen,
Can cut and wound, unseen, unheard, unseen.
So speak with calm, a steady tone,
A gentle breeze, on seeds of reason sown.
Respect the other, though they rage,
And turn a new, untroubled page.
Their pain, their fear, their point of view,
May hold a truth, both deep and true.
A listening ear, a softened gaze,
Can part the clouds of stormy days.
“I hear your words,” let stillness say,
“Though disagree, I will not stray
From courtesy’s unyielding might,
To dim the darkness, bring the light.”
Two wills collide, a sudden crash.
Voices rise, a heated fray,
As reason threatens to give way.
But in this storm, a guiding star,
A whispered plea, however far,
To “Defuse the Situation” now,
And soothe the furrowed, angry brow.
First, breathe, dear soul, let impulse cease,
Invite within a quiet peace.
Though anger sparks, and tensions mount,
Let not your passions freely fount.
For words unbridled, sharp and keen,
Can cut and wound, unseen, unheard, unseen.
So speak with calm, a steady tone,
A gentle breeze, on seeds of reason sown.
Respect the other, though they rage,
And turn a new, untroubled page.
Their pain, their fear, their point of view,
May hold a truth, both deep and true.
A listening ear, a softened gaze,
Can part the clouds of stormy days.
“I hear your words,” let stillness say,
“Though disagree, I will not stray
From courtesy’s unyielding might,
To dim the darkness, bring the light.”
