Resistance

Then they left the presence of the council, rejoicing that they were counted worthy to suffer dishonor for the name.

I am timid
When it comes to resistance.

I once prayer-walked around my alma mater,
But was so traumatized by ending with a tired son,
A hungry mama,

And especially the missing
Red shoe,
One of a pair from proud grandparents,

I never went again.

Far easier to keep my head down,
Avoid snipers,
Stay safe.

I am timid.

I say this to my shame.