Duck Cover
He pulls
the eiderdown
Over his skinny
little head
Flashbacks in his mind
Of a nasty video
One which scared him
Almost out
of his little mind
If only he could rewind
Starting back
at the beginning
Once such images
Entered his tiny brain
So hard to delete
Over and over
Turning the head
outside in
Beak opens wide
Dabbing with nerves
Like catching flies
twitching with exhaustion
Images floating
in the mind
Nodding off
Awakens to nightmare
Dreaming of justice
The culprit is covering
the tracks
Eventually sleep falls
Taking him
to duck heaven
Were he has
a duck banquet
Famous ducks
from all over
the world
Dreaming in royal dreams
smiling asleep
In the morning sun
Enters his room
streams of light
Awakening jumps
out of his skin
Flash backs
hoping the culprit
is nailed
To get his shot
at court
Were he will
answer questions
On morality
No more
Mr.. Nice duck
Brings out
deep within
The bad and ugly side
Of his soft makeup
Second thoughts
Just be himself
Stand firm and be counted
Like a legionnaire
In the desert
Caught in sandstorms
When the sand settles
This duck
will brew
the mother
Of all storms
Sweet roaring thunder
he will strike
see who cries
over spilled
milk then
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2013
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