BY DAVIDMURRAYLAW@GMAIL.COM

Bull

 

 

A bull fight

Pablo Picasso, 1934

https://www.wikiart.org/en/pablo-picasso/a-bullfight-1934

 

Each one came in

knowing it could not win

even if it killed the matador

 

I saw all six

being reduced to nix

on a sunny spring day in Malaga

 

Witnessed by an enthusiastic crowd

moved by tradition, cheering very loud

seemingly oblivious to the slaughter

 

As a friend of the underbull

I wanted to pull

the wool away from their eyes

 

I made two suggestions

that I knew would raise questions

about my respect for a great culture

 

(Even though in many parts of this wonderful land

there are plenty who would share my stand

against a custom whose due date has passed.)

 

I suggested evening the odds  

by having as many bulls in the ring as the male gods,

their murderers, who greatly outnumber them

 

I also advocated giving the bulls the chance

to see a fight before their prance

and learn how to go for the legs, not the crimson muleta

 

The friends to whom I offered these propos

reacted politely, but you could know

that I had crossed a line.

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