Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Calling in the Night

A pitiless someone
set the black swan

in search of his mate.
Round and round

he paddles, no chance
of finding her. I hear him

crying out her name.
Despicable someones

snatched her to feed
their hungry kids, feed

the landlord, the bank
in their lives; odious

someones bagged her
and ran off.  Round

and round he paddles,
crying out her name.

A cold hearted person
offended by the state

of the world, 
a troubled black swan 

person paddling around,
calling in the night.

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