Just treat me well

I never treat people well, well it’s always well enough,

but I never ask them how they wish to be treated.

In elementary, when the teachers would sit us down

for our regularly scheduled morality training,

they would have us recite and remember,

“treat others the way you wish to be treated.”

I was just a child. Unsure of my fathers strength,

unsure of my mothers depth, unsure of each phase of the moon,

and wholly unsure of how I wished to be treated.

By Nicholas Dillman