{"sf1_id":1187014,"sf2_id":"lmXy3PGn","title":"Punch","author":"charles_they","words":128,"posted_at":"2017-05-30T01:55:09.000Z","tags":["Clean","Poem","Poetry","politics","resistance"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1187014-punch","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/lmXy3PGn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/92/8a/928a23c4-0870-448e-a29e-e5d89c939fd8","description":"A short ode (not Greek) on resistance and punch.","content":"### Punch\n\nThey burrowed deep into her life,\n\nlike gremlins set on spreading strife,\n\nher former friends were problem rife—\n\nshe cut them out with scathing knife.\n\nTheir wicked views were boldly aired,\n\nuntil their tempers sharply flared,\n\nand war 'twixt them was then declared—\n\nshe stood her ground with pride and stared.\n\nTheir bitter forums were seldom tread,\n\na site to rears one's ugly head,\n\nyet someone lurked within their thread—\n\nshe drowned their hate in epic bread.\n\nTheir protests oft were poorly formed,\n\na clueless crowd most uninformed,\n\nwhose complexes were ill-performed—\n\nthen she with friends the rally stormed.\n\nThey hung their heads in scarred disgrace,\n\nevicted from their plain-sight place,\n\nwhen from her sleeve she played her ace—\n\nshe punched a Nazi in the face.","series":{"name":"Poetry Postings","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1185514-april.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1189124-sea-foam.json"}}