041010g Way Of The Wild Poem by Manonton Dalan

041010g Way Of The Wild



goose won't be alone for long
there's a flock that comes and go
usually on sundays and mondays
they become smarter; roaming
how they do their schedule is a
puzzle to me; bi-weekly maybe

they know how grass grow
they swim away from turtles
thay walk away from golfers
one moves everybody does
collective minds in motion
good system will outlive us

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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