Being King

Richard & Esther Provencher

Remembering a week at Kanasuta Cub Camp
and a favourite game was King-of-the-Hill.

Being King

of the hill meant
a lot to a ten-year-old
shoving others
back as they approached
and holding your own as they
attacked from all directions.

Lee gets pushed aside
then Ricky and now
I’m in trouble as Kenny
my best bud takes an arm
and swings me flying
to the bottom--

my turn to receive the prize
of a fallen King.