Malsawmi Jacob

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Dark brown, with battered weather-beaten feathers,
he loves to perch on the railing at the building top
from his high seat surveying the world beneath him.
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The morning's sky was clear
but soon became overcast
all the blue hidden away
like well-kept secrets.
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The evening sun so softly shines
No more in glaring noonday heat;
‘Twill soon go down beyond our view
Its journey done, its work complete.
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at the station
sweltering heat
milling crowd
engines roaring
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A strange languor has taken over
this moment between day and night
as colours fade from the sky and around
to muted gray that holds no promise.
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Old Kite

Dark brown, with battered weather-beaten feathers,
he loves to perch on the railing at the building top
from his high seat surveying the world beneath him.

He's an old kite, positively past his prime
the wings worn out from having winged a good while
tired of soaring, weary of roaming, he comes to rest
at sunset time, while his tribe members are still at flight.

Does the evening sky's colour affect his mood too?
Does he regret age-diminished strength like I do?

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