Tell It To Your Mother (Poem-A-Day 24)

BullyFor today’s prompt, take the phrase “Tell It to the (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write the poem. Possible titles include: “Tell It to the Hand,” “Tell It to the Judge,” “Tell It to the Six-Foot Bunny Rabbit,” and so on.

 

Tell It To Your Mother

 

Playground bullies with bad haircuts
Secure in the Schoolyard Code
Of boys will be boys
Harass the meek with impunity

Adult bullies in expensive suits
Secure in American jurisprudence
Through superior cash flow
Keep the meek from justice

And when bullies are through with her
The meek will inherit the earth
Broken gutted barren febrile
The prize of our compliance

Enduring more than we can bear
Knowing only death is fair

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About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker was born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough, North Carolina where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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