Who is there?
False props to keep afloat
Swimming along in discord
Bloated, drown, drifting debris
Bait for fish bigger then me
Who? Why?
Why keep floating in muck and mire
Come up before washed up
Dragged onto dry land
There's a pride pawing the shore
Pride will tear me up
Lions to devour me whole
Pride, I'll wait 'til I have no pride
. . . . . No more
Then I'll drag myself out
Dirt, slime, tangled, punctured
Pitiful and despondent
As if the pride had had its way
© 1998
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