This is my anti poem.
The one that says you can’t make me.
I’ve seen all the cowboy movies.
and the Indians never win.
even though they used war paint,
like I do, painting their faces
With long lashes and bright lips
I’ve seen the pirate movies
where the hero is lashed to the mast
just before the storm waves
break over the side of the ship.
the pirates always drown
or at least they never
get the treasure.
Sometimes I think I hear the children cry
And I listen for them to shout
“you can’t make me”
but I’ve seen that movie too.