Saturday, August 23, 2025

Sometimes

 

It's a rainy midday, and

there's so much ground to cover 

to finish the day


I feel so much like that solitary bird

sitting solemnly and

so still on a cable

getting itself drenched in the rain


It looked like it was taking on

some self-inflicted pain, 'cos

I hardly noticed any change

in its posture, to adjust

to the cold around


I began to ponder

Why so do we birds throw 

ourselves into such depressing situations?


~ 01 Sep 22

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