The Hand That Feeds

The hand that feeds What does it take to force a bite Words? Insults given or anger raised Derision, laughter, unrelenting, no end Or pain, sharp, sudden, all a deep hurt Each in it’s own way an assault Backed up, corners reached, no escape No turning place, no running space Forced to face the moment Options gone, alone, frozen No flight and so fight rears up There is a moment, short Hesitation to halt the instinct Yet the fear is too strong And so it starts, no choice But to bite the hand that feeds 2002