SHHH......IT!
SHHH... people don't like to talk about IT.
IT's a universal norm,
A creature habit.
A topic taboo,
So don't blab about it.
YET
Humans have to deal with IT
wether proverbial form or in
actuality, in either realm
IT's pretty nasty.
IT causes visceral reactions
from within and without
dealing with IT is disgusting,
No doubt!
Oops...I said that too loud.
SHH... dealing with IT is not for the proud.
If you find yourself wallowing up to your neck
no shovel will do to free from the muck
You may have got there because
you're a smuck!
Here's a tip; free advice.
Humble yourself and go make nice.
SHH... "There are times IT just happens."
You quietly retort.
"That's true!" I reply,
"and IT was spread by some other guy."
You bemuse, "What can I do when IT hits
the fan and I can't control
the spattering plan?"
I sigh, "This is the worst, a mess to clean up.
IT wasn't yours now it is;
a tragedy that should be his."
SHH... let's keep IT under wraps for discretion sake.
IT's easier for you to be fake.
"Beware!" I warn, "of IT bubbling and festering.
Left alone IT can get hot, then explode
causing a wound that leads to rot."
Speak up!
Let's not be hypocrites and get down to dealing with SHH... IT.
Chandra Brown
(OK, I'll claim this poem, har har har!)
