Ramona Allona Poem by Ramona Thompson

What you said
What you called me
I don't care
Not at all
Oh crap!
Who am I trying to kid?
It hurts like heck
I do care!
More then your careless, cruel heart may ever know

Why you did't think before you made your crass remark
I just don't know
All I do know is that I am wounded
Stabbed through the heart I wore just a little too openly on my sleeve
Bet if I were a man you would't have said a thing
Heck, you might even have high fived me
Bet you would have cheered me on in my search for a mate
But because I am a woman you choose instead to attack and belittle

Congrats!
Looks like you just proved
How little of a man you really are
Would you have the guts to say it to my face
In public for one and all to hear
No, I don't believe for a minute that you would
I think you're too much of a coward for that
What do you think about that?

Come on
Go ahead
Call my bluff
Give me a call
Spill all your vemon right in my ear
That is if you dare
If you think you got the grapefruits for it

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2009 Ramona Thompson