I
The chicks scurry off
Trying to hide from the hawks
Their wings cannot fly
Their weak chirping are not heard
They see the shade of hawk frames
II
Their mothers weep loud
To their fathers who sigh loud
They try to set traps
The specific trap breaks fight
Whose must be the potent one?
III
They fight and break wings
Curse, cry, murder, rage and kill
Until they see right
Dust swells and they cry for help
When they have tools and manpower
IV
Eagles are employed
Their trait of hunting not clear
They seriously work
It still persists, they realise
That the help hired was a reverse
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
10 replies on “REVERSED HELP (TANKA)”
Great imagery Cecilia.
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Thank you very much Tina. Great to have you back. It sure felt lonely without you.
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Thank you Cecelia. You are a fount of creativity and passion. Thank you so much for sharing it with the world! Be well my friend.
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And you are a fountain of inspiration. Thank you very much.
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Reblogged this on Gemini's Lament.
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Thank you Johnny. Blessings.
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Your Poetry is always worth sharing. You’re very welcome. đŸ™‚
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Smiling in gratitude.
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Poor chickies!
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Yes poor chickies. Thanks Miss Bergen for your time. xoxo.
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