The Agama lizard sights a grasshopper at noon
Across the tarmac basking in the sun
It hungers to cross to have a meal
Left and right it quickly turns its head
To detect any lurking danger nearby
Unaware of the fast approaching car
It took a burst of a dash to cross
The front left tyre spared the poor creature
But the rear right tyre crushed the head
As it was about to shout hurray!
The driver sped away unknowingly
While the lizard's tail continued to twitch in death.
(Friday,22/9/2023,11.13am)
Death comes like a thief in the night. So true, life is ephemeral. A wonderful depiction of life and death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Imagery and metaphor spells it a good poem but painful indeed. Accident really not happens all the times. God given us the spine to make the world for us. At the same time uncertainty stitched with the blanket. Yet faith is our only shelter to rest for