Mule Poem by Katherine H. Belle
Mule
I remain the mule.
The animal to which you ride
and use
without consideration.
Domination is your game.
You tell me what I cannot do.
What I must do
to keep you with me.
Threatening with hate
and insinuate
that you will no longer play the game.
It is a battle to which I cannot win.
Unless I run free of you.
No longer your steed.
Your trustworthy companion.
Your slave.
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