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A Poem
Sisera,
Man, for twenty years
you harassed the people.
Taxed them, fought them,
sold them, bought them.
Your name was an expletive to them
until the time of revenge.
You escaped from battle
while your men were killed,
your chariots bogged in river mud
because you didn’t know the limits of your power.
You ran, ran,
sought refuge from a family friend
You underestimated her, just like men do.
If there’s any sensible lesson to be learned from the Bible,
men, don’t underestimate a woman!
She fed you, let you sleep, safe, peaceful,
Then hammered a tent peg through your head.
The nation sung, how the glory of victory in battle
went not to the man on the front lines,
but to the woman at home in the tents,
who you underestimated.
Between her feet you sank, sank, sank.
