Poem 199:

The Duck Poem


The tyrant said to the slave
stand here, and await my call

no, said the duck, no slave am I
for what you see is but a reflection of my dignity,
my soul is free, and never belonged to thee

the chains you placed upon me, sir, cannot bind
for what you thought and claimed
was never to be, an illusion of
your soul, not of eternity

Quack Quack
(Duck for ‘Bye Now’)

© 2015 by James Spruell All rights reserved

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