Men Hunted Women Talked
When men hunted as a group
facing danger as a troop
heartbeat pounding on a loop
probably with pee and poop
silently they’d gravitate
encircle as they separate
yet as one coordinate
attacking to eliminate
get it wrong it could be fatal
survive it and be very grateful
facing death becoming faithful
gamble when the risk is fateful
and when you are that courageous
experiencing that what is dangerous
part of a team requires trust
surviving what could see you crushed
you can laugh and you can banter
because the danger doesn’t factor
what isn’t fatal doesn’t matter
so men make jokes and women chatter
as women looked after the young
the sleeping baby to noisy ones
mums sharing with other mums
learning what others have done
that means talking back and forth
to offer help and give support
while men hunting’s a silent sport
so women talk while men fall short
relying more on what they’ve heard
a sensitivity has occurred
while men make jokes poke fun and stir
in ways that women find absurd
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2022
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