The Golden Goose Poem by Dorsey Baker
The Golden Goose
As it appears!
Appealing so beautiful
To the naked eye
Too beautiful to live
Too beautiful to die
An emerging flock gathers
Feathers spread
An out stretched hand
Close enough to touch
But afraid to fearing that they might
Become a slave to
The liars illusion
A symbol beckoning the feeble mind
Come into the darkness
Snared by their blindness
No truth do they find
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8/29/2026 10:21:40 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
So beautifully inked. Nice share. Loved it.