Humility Versus Timidity Poem by John Sensele

Humility glides a storm that flies astride
A world gone wild with a swarm of bumble bees
Swamping its equator and smashing its knock knees
To chop off bearings and rings of its pride
Too much at pains to ride the tide
Of the odium doled out through swaying sequoia trees
Swaying in whirlwinds infected with freakish fleas
To deride
The dagger that attempts to stab
On the nape of the neck of vanity and invincibility
Rapidly when the couple takes a nap
In a hut strewn with hay that utters crap
When from nowhere pops up timidity
Who rears her ugly face and lashes out at humility.