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Koi Pond
I walk up to a small pond
To see fish,
Orange as a hot poker,
Swim in circles
Just below the surface
Of green water,
Their hopeful lips breaching,
Mouths opened wide,
Glassy-eyed
They have become beggars.
To see fish,
Orange as a hot poker,
Swim in circles
Just below the surface
Of green water,
Their hopeful lips breaching,
Mouths opened wide,
Glassy-eyed
They have become beggars.
Published 30th Sep 2018
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28th Oct 2018 2:54pm
I suppose nature creates beggars...
I can see the resemblance here between fish and people in a way
so much wealth in this world, no one need beg and nature need not be contained.
I can see the resemblance here between fish and people in a way
so much wealth in this world, no one need beg and nature need not be contained.
24th Mar 2019 3:28am
24th Mar 2019 11:51am
