Ha Ha

by: Shirley Satterfield

This is a poem about resistance to those who resist positive change and anything they deem to be even a little different than what they have experienced to be the norm. I dedicate this poem to the Daily Wisdom Words community that has stood beside me as I live and struggle in a small southern community that is so resistant to change they still boast of az Klu-Klux-Klan presence.

Ha Ha
(Let’s Make Poetry Fun Again).

Their nostrils flaring way out;
The thundering sound of hooves!

I’m running with the bulls, not the mules.

My heart beats wildly,
And that’s putting it mildly.

I’m running with the bulls, not the mules.

I’m no fool.
I’m running with the bulls, not the mules.

Black lightning at my heels.
My head swerves and reels.

I’m running with the bulls, not the mules.

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Yasir Sulaiman
11 months ago

How about this….?

GRUMP-BUMP! GROWL – HOWL!
Aargh! I need some food now!
My kid feels hungry…
And he does look up to me!
Grrr….What can I do???
Should I ask the fat man next door?
or Should I just take away his boiling stew?
Should I go searching for food all night,
or should I just hunt some cats down with all might?
GRUMP-BUMP! GROWL – HOWL!
Aargh! I need some food now!

Abuh Monday Eneojo
11 months ago

I’m running with the bulls not the mulls…

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