The Struggle
The morning dew spreads out on the grass adding moisture to the thirsty ground, the birds gather in the treetop flying around in curbs, and circling the interior of the earth.
They are trying to tell how the earth was formed and what to do at the break of dawn; one by one they fly into the air and stands on logs far and near, while the shirtless men roamed through the woods looking confused and dismayed as they clear ground to pitch tents for the refugee in the town.
A sudden rush of optimism surrounds me and the uncertainties that were buried in the ground starts cracking the earth and spewing dirt around.
It wasn’t quite like it used to be because some boats were still struggling in the deep sea, they have not been on shore for many months, fire and sticks were driving them back and they could not find a rope to dock, but the tug boat kept pulling it until it finally crossed the threshold.
I could feel a touch of harmony floating at a high altitude and the trees and branches starts dancing, but chaos was resting on the other end of town.
The pelican and a lion was fighting in the den, the horse tried to intervene and got severely burned on its heel, they tore its shoe apart and it was left to wander in the dark, and the night owl boot the merciless lion out of the town but hope ligers around.
The animals are sensitive too they sit and scrutinize me and you, the tree is there to bear witness how they try to assinated me and you. The plan was one year in the making and it was ruthless and painstaking.
Every detail was worked out from the base to the crown, but destiny would not have it go that way, a miracle was just in time to drive the dark clouds away.
When division is found among you, offer the olive branch for a lamp and a shoe and when the ducks come around throw some corn on the ground.
And so the birds began to gather around and the big plan was made to evacuate the town but many people did not have anywhere to go, and so they held their course and spread out all over the town but the wind snatch them two by tow in a secret mission out of the turbulent town.
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