Ignominy

I decided to have a friendly chat about a clash of ideas 

with a colleague 

but to my consternation my overture was not accepted 

as a polite offer 

by a very large person who accused me of intimidation

and threatened me 

clamped my arm in a vice-like grip while I stood frozen

unable to move 

realising I was not a brave warrior, but a craven coward.  


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