The Torturedcuckcoo
The Tortured Cuckoo
Delivered-bewildered and confused, onto a foliage. No direction from those empowered to parent so weak a fledgling. Clawed and pecked for being, an easy release of pent-up frustration upon defenceless creature.
Eat, and be reminded that you never contributed food to the table. Sleep, but only after the replayed nightly rants. Clothe, but only sufficient to cover modesty. Daily rebuke, for merely existing in this confused environment
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The mute mother, covered and suppressed by incessant torment. Offers no more than, ‘Never Mind Love’. Neighbours uninterested in the welfare of other flocks say, ‘’He’s always flitting from one nest to another nest’’.
Sister distanced and removed for safety. Half- sister distanced by umbilical distain for someone not of their father. Grand parents- indifferent to my presence, unable to give recognition to my mere existence. Their talons sharpened by others. Success never acclaimed, but failure always punished.
Then to fly the nest, when devoid of sinews of loving strength and the wombed bedroom never yours to return to in times of need. When every step taken with ease and encouragement for others, is a thorned briar at every turn for you.
Alertness and deviance become your friends. Opportunist and far thinking, you build a nest of comforting security- so long denied. Once a long time featherless, now wearing full plumage.
The mountains are your refuge, they reciprocate litheness and stealth. They seek neither intimacy nor show distain. On these high contours you are the predatory Hawk. Words unanswered for so long are replaced by ‘thoughts and dreams’ that dance upon the wind!!!.
Copyright © Redkite In-Flight | Year Posted 2015
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