Plastic Bag : the Saga Continues
PLASTIC BAG: THE SAGA CONTINUES
Yes, they laughed at him, full of hot air, but he died trying.
It’s easy to forget that - it seems -
Plastic bags too have ambitions, careers, dreams.
He was ready and waiting for a slight opening . . . anything.
Saw Dick Whittington with his bag full of potential;
Inspired by Mary Poppins’ magic bag so special ;
Noted the bank paper-money in reinforced bags commercial;
Those doctors’ bags for the sick – so beneficial.
Door ajar one day, wind of change lifted his spirit -
He took his chance: he challenged the system :
Could be more than a plastic wrapper menacing the ecosystem.
Chance favors the prepared: his ambition was transparent.
The others were cautious, rappers singing of life in the crapper.
His life was limited to apple-wrap : made him sick
Listening to other wrappers’ mundane earth-bound music -
Most despondent of all is an apple-wrapper rapper.
On his death-bed he did not regret his attempt:
Ok - it ended in a downdraft and muddle,
Sinking in the dog crap puddle;
But I’d do it again he cried, if someone should tempt.
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NOTE
This is the second in a series of supermarket-plastic-bag-wrapper poems
dedicated to a particular apple-wrapper which escaped in the high winds
of St. Petersburg, Russia. The first in the series was ILLUSIONS OF GRANDEUR.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
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