There I was just sitting on the lawn
Minding my own business,
Not upsetting anyone.
Then THWACK!
I got hit!
HARD!
Off I rolled
Along the soft green grass.
I slowed down,
Stopped and wondered,
Wondered why I had been hit,
I hadn’t upset anyone.
So I was basking in the sun
Listening to nature,
Then THWACK!
I got hit again!
Not so hard,
But I was rolling to my friend,
And uncontrollably I hit him.
He looked at me
With anger,
Then THWACK!
I was hit again
By another friend.
I went sailing along the lawn,
Stopped once more.
Then THWACK!
I was hit again!
I went sailing under a bridge.
Time and time again it happen,
I was hit by a block of wood,
Or by a friend,
Or I hit a friend,
All for no apparent reason.
I just did not understand
This unjustified violence.
It is not much fun
To be a croquet ball.