She Never Made Waves
The spiders were crawling into her eye sockets but she was okay with it
Like she had been okay with the mouse biting her big toe
And the cobra hissing loudly into her right ear
She was okay with everything; not wanting to make waves.
No! I said. I do not believe it
But I had not met her
She had been taught to be compliant
She was polite to a fault.
She expected nothing good to happen,
And she was not disappointed.
What if you pushed her off a cliff I asked
Would she scream or go quietly?
She screamed all the way to the water.
Too bad she drowned before I could tell her how proud I was.
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