Rug-Crossing

Rug-Crossing

A life of lavish the whales live
knowing they rule the water bodies
and every sunrise fattens
their bellies with enough fishes
while those on the other side
see the float of sinker but settle
for earthworms.

The wisest amongst the antagonists
sees a fluffy rug spread across
the ocean and swiftly jump on it
for them to be dragged to a land of plenty
unknown they’d get tied to the buoy.

The Rug-Crossing continues
like water cycle…fishes and shrimps
suffer a horrible fate until someday
an hurricane Katrina wipes them off.

Bard Tosin Morakinyo

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