If some bad buddy hurts me…
What do I do? No, I don’t weep
I immerse their head in water
And enjoy their cool dip dip dip
I put them in a fruit juicer
And squeeze them till they drip
I grind them into fine flour
And knead, thump and beat
I turn them into a long stick
And break it into little twigs
I write their name on a paper
And cut it up into tiny bits
I crumple them with my fist
And put them under my feet
I hardly ever do all this
As I mostly ‘forget and forgive’
I like to hold my head high
And quietly…quit quit quit!!
Copyright © 2015 Alka Girdhar
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That was my evil poem in response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt Wicked Witch
Actually if somebody hurts me, I do none of the above evil acts. I do forgive and forget to whatever extent I can. When I find it difficult to quit, I try to win their heart and change them although that’s very exhausting and comes with its own risks.