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Of Pigeons Or Man
Pigeons in flight, skimming over the streets Swift, restless movement, but going nowhere Cleaving curved wings in the sweltering air While no one takes notice of the rhythm's repeat They circle and settle, no reason or a plan They perch, then depart, feathered gypsies who roam Chasing the shadows, surveying the land They scavenge the streets, for a place to call home Summer has coiled, wherever it can Hunger's obsession, grows deep in their bones Pigeons fly low, testing virtues of man Assembled in flocks, yet must forage alone Searching at feet of the crowds who walk by Waiting for nothing, just a crumb from the sky ….. A man walks in circles, slouched over with scars His only companions are ghosts of defeat With no place to go, except under the stars He huddles in corners, as the bitter night peaks People and traffic are pounding the beat No one gives notice, as they hurry on by Sidewalks, and litter, and the noise of the street Like the pigeons, he circles, where home is the sky Summer has coiled, wherever it can Hunger, depression, grow deep in his bones His gray absent eyes, testing virtues of man Is compassion a stranger? Or will he find hope? Searching at feet of the crowds who walk by Waiting for nothing, just a crumb from the sky ______________________________________________________ For Contest: Sponsored By Carol Eastman
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