#tanka 23
this community
holds strongly entrenched ways
today
little has changed for 100 yrs
men still get drunk and fight
holds strongly entrenched ways
today
little has changed for 100 yrs
men still get drunk and fight
The Last Tide
The docks,cold in the northern wind. I look out to sea,a lone fishing boat returns to the quay. Surrounded by a flock of squabbling gulls like excited children waiting for a party. They swoop and soar dive and dart like victorious warriors after spoil. A feast for free. So many copy their style in a world of "I want" and "I deserve". Taking the plunder,wolf-like,ravenous. What is left,what remains is injustice and despair.A desperation that binds itself to the culture,inseparable untill the fabric b r e a k s and the last remnant of hope leaves on the final tide.
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