The Rudeness of Strangers

People as strangers, I find generally rude.
That’s how I feel, as an average dude.
They live by a raging, self-entitled arrogance,
A template used, based on sheer ignorance.

I’ve witnessed this attitude, cut through social strata,
From London to Milan, New York and Bogota.
Not only these cities, but across the whole globe,
Offence found in all places, I’ve chosen to probe.

Whereas, I hold open doors, I do so without fail,
Say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’, compose polite emails.
It’s not that I’m a sad-sack nor a needy maniac,
Doesn’t everybody benefit, from modest positive feedback?

When eaten by the rudeness, I appeal upward to Zeus.
Despite knowing well, it will serve little use.
Best thing to do, without a trace of sarcasm:
Smile earnestly, move on, with a revived enthusiasm.