The
Elephant in the room who thinks he’s a bull in a china shop
I’d rather
shake hands with the elephant in the room
or paws or
trunks or whatever.
Easier to
not bat an eye lid
Pretend
he’s not there -
Performing
his two legged tricks
Standing on
tables
Twirling
full circle.
But
sometimes if you don’t give him the nod-wink
He’ll
charge, and trunk through that
carefully sorted,
stacked and shelved life of yours
Bringing it all down about your proverbial ears-
Thinking
he’s a bull in a china shop.
So even if
you don’t have any china
and you prefer to be an ostrich
with your head in the sand
Call a
spade a spade, I say
And name
your elephant
That’ll
shift him in no time.
Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016
The whole zoo is in this poem! Very true, though!
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