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
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