Ouch (2)

SPINY prickles hiding in the
HEDGE silently, sneakily
STUNG me, and now, freakily, I’m
BEGINning to feel them

Run!

HEDGE plunging, jolted alert with fear,
BEGIN mad escape from my pursuers.
STUNG by nettles, branch lashed,
SPINY thorn pricked; For now: alive.

Tribalism

BASIS for judgment: norms applied to strangers,
WAIVEd for self long ago-the good now a strange
VAPOR, true north obscured many turnings past.
IRONY: pilgrimage shifted to crusade and trafficked away the pilgrim.