Fighting to Win

Passion isn't always the victor

It always started the same

A friendly wrestling game

“Just having fun. . . “

We promise.

But the first time

One was hurt

A too hard fall on the dirt

Or an elbow to the chin

The flailing would begin

Arms swinging

Legs kicking

Tongue wagging flail

To try to justice for the wrong that was caused

With a bloody nose

Or a fist to the jaw.

But something I learned early

In I think, the 20th such scuffle

If you control your flail

Act cooly instead

You’ll most likely come out ahead.

Take one arm behind his back

Put his head in a headlock

Let him flail about a bit

Then ask for the proverbial “uncle”.