I SPOKE WITH A RAT TODAY
I spoke with a rat today
A MIGHTY big one
Whiskers and a straight poking mouth
It spoke after my first stone touched it
“Make our conditions better
And U’ll be glad later”
An upturned sickle forms in my head
The great mass of fur
Who turns out a poetic militant?!!
Forcing a sickly perspiration
Now, inspiration, as he goes on
“You don’t dare kill me
Have you not done enough…?
We try to fight for a simple bite
In this our territory”
I look at him again, with fear, size and smart
But he is one
So I carry another stone
Then the light goes out
And suddenly, more red eyes appear!
24th July, 2009
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