JUDITH

Say, Uncle

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I won't say uncle this time,

Why should I?

God, You have wrestled me to the ground so many times,

Twisting my arm.

Then you let go and give me a kiss,

That lasts for a short while.

Now here you are at it again wrestling and twisting,

Trying to get me to surrender.

I won't say uncle this time,

 

 

Go ahead,

Twist me up,

I will ignore you and dream about faraway places,

I will think of Ways to get away,

From your grip.

I will not give in.

I will not give in.

But wait,

 

What is this horrid numbness I am feeling,

As you twist me tight into surrender,

"Uncle! Uncle”!

Surrender feels better than this