Saturday, 20 September 2008

The Owl

A praise to that most sagacious of fowl,
The Nocturnal Sage, the silent old owl.

He furrows his brows at Man’s antics and doings,
Who infect all they touch with epidemics of ruins.

Yea, wise is the bird who utters no if or but,
Just sits in a tree and keeps his mouth shut.

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