Treasure Island

Raj Arumugam


28 eggs can kill


in the villages
in days of yore
young men proved
their vigor
by lifting gigantic rocks

but in 2012 -
the remarkable year of
the French Village of Bugarach
(where many sagacious youths gathered) -
away in Tunisia,
the young man
downs eggs
egg-citedly
in a dare
and he's up to his esophagus in 28 eggs raw
when something in him cracks
(O poor wasted youth of 20)
and just 2 before winning his bet
he dies;
it's Armageddon for him in 2012,
though he also gains an epiphany:
28 raw eggs can kill



-
caveat

of course
O Ye Olde Sensitive Souls
this is not a yoke -
I mean, this is not a joke
For verily,28 eggs can kill

Submitted: Saturday, December 29, 2012
Edited: Saturday, December 29, 2012

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....poem based on events of the uneventful year 2012....also on news that a young man died eating 28 raw eggs in a dare...

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  • Ramesh Rai (10/19/2013 8:38:00 PM)

    a beautiful write.10/10. invite you to vote for my poem I SEARCHED YOU.this has qualified semi final of PH poetry contest. regards (Report) Reply

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