Stiff and strong, crucified,
Standing through the solid farm
Being exhibited as the protrusion in ground.
Hey you nightly spots…..
Who are you afraid of, an old ogre….?!
Oh … a flaking scab under an earthy hat,
Or a pair of gory eyes pinched beneath the flaring wrath…?!
How about you parents
What are you pointing out to your children?
Laughing at a featherbrained puppet,
Or may be teaching your children
The rusted statue of faun?!
You are celebrating grasshoppers!
Oh it should be….
Hissing inside, pricking his old body,
Irking cheerfully the invincible soldier!
But birds I am still wondering
About your twittering!