Once upon a time
Fowls, hawks, and eagles lived in a world specially made for them
But lived in their own spaces
In that world also was vulture
Fowls lived on the ground
Hawks lived on lower trees
Eagles lived on higher trees
Hawks, besides the high sky, could go anywhere
…without as much as a glance from these three

In that wingy world
Fowls were quietest
Hawks could screech but needed to do so tactfully
…because based on their sizes
…they could attract enemies which could be other hawks
Or worse, eagles
Eagles on the other hand
…lived as they wanted

Hawks scanned the ground to hunt chicks
…of hens
Whose only expression after their loss
…was loud clucking
Bigger hawks always scanned their immediate sky
Hoping to prey on small hawks
As eagles swooped from the higher sky
To hunt hawks

One dark day
As bigger hawks were screeching to intimidate others
Small hawks hid
…and fowls locked their coops
Eagles visited their near sky
…caught few bigger hawks
…whose cries alerted the others;
Others who scampered to hide
Amidst the confusion
One hawk cried a bit like a clucking
Alerting some eagles to hover around
…their hiding place

To tease them out
The eagles, acting like friends
Asked in lower tones to sound like hawks
“Are you in the tree or in the leaves?”
An eya wanted to answer
But its mother hawk held firm its beak
…until the eagles left
After, the eya asked its mother obviously in beak pain
“Mother, what was that about?”
Its mother looked at it and answered
“That was the verification of tact
…if you had heeded
…you’d be on your way to ghostland by now
…and vulture will only have a feast picking through your feathers”
With that, it dawned on them
That the fear they give to the grounders
…is the same fear they received from the uppers
…on that dark day
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia Β© March 10, 2021
Inspired by Mr. George Sarpong from Writers CafΓ© Ghana

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

14 replies on “VERIFICATION OF TACT”

Beautiful narrative poetry.

The poem succinctly discusses a very commonly scarce life phenomenon. Most times, people, like the hawks, do not see anything wrong with what they do to others, just because they are not in the shoes of the recipients. It becomes obvious to them that the people under them might be inconvenienced by their treatment only when they (the people above) are served the same dish in the same way in the same or similar plate. And this is the obviously hidden issue this narrative poem paints.

The poem seeks to engrave permanently in minds the thought and perception and attitude of reflection, considering and questioning every action or decisions to be taken in against or towards others in order to ensure the appropriateness of the actions or decisions.

Your quill…


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