Condemned
On seeing recently a beautiful but deadly adult Russell's Viper being killed by the roadside. I just was too late to save it :
Five minutes ago fifty bucks
would have freed me and the snake.
Now I carry it lifelong.
Five minutes ago fifty bucks
would have freed me and the snake.
Now I carry it lifelong.
posted by sigmund fraud at 7:33 AM
9 Comments:
right you are, there's timing for everything- even conscience!
perfect though i didn't get the fifty bucks illusion :-)
and i like inkblot's comment too :-)
I would have given the man 50 bucks to not kill the snake till I called the professional people who would have rescued it and left it in the wild. It was a rare adult speciman approx four feet long.
nice poem siggy,
reminded me of the time mom pulled down the chiks ( the bamboo blinds most north indian households seemed to have back then ) and a nest of sparrows built in their curve came tumbling down. There were two eggs in it and, till now, mom refuses to open the chiks without first checking.
bilbs,
thanx for dropping by and sharing your memories.
Thoughtfully purrfect!
This is a moving poem. If it were me, I would also "carry" the memory "lifelong."
Yeah, I'm with Dan.
yes
these moments do stay with us
(i leave my guilt in these brackets)
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