As for those who do not welcome me:
When you leave the town shake the dust from your feet.
Why do we encounter so much venom to me and thee?
So many a nasty tweet?

Don’t bother to read the answers.
Just have your say.
Those unpleasant replies are just festering cancers.
If you don’t read them you can keep them at bay.

We can walk our own path.
We can be in company or alone.
We can dispel from our mind all wrath.
Casting off our thoughts, our only millstone.

We need take nothing for our journey
By way of mind cluttered scurvy.