A Big World, a Small Place
A Big World, A Small Place
Frogs in a small pound,
battle over flies.
The competition is intense.
Sometimes there are not
enough flies to go around.
Leaving the pond is hard.
The unknown, the outside,
the dry place between here,
and
frog heaven…
can be very dangerous.
but staying means dying,
in the end.
Some leave the pond,
While others, hang on to hope.
It is a decision that changes
the dynamic of the tiny pool itself.
While those that stayed are thrilled,
as their lives were saved and better.
Until the farmer drained it completely,
To catch the fish, and all things editable,
to feed his family.
While those that ranged out,
we will never know.
But their fate,
seems altogether…
more hopeful,
In a world where change
takes place too close to
home.
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