BATTLE

BATTLE

 

Tied to a pier

Discussing the world

Funny that we can`t

Work together

 

Twelve tiny people

Employed by the French

Surveyed a huge undertaking

A giant log pole

 

They fought over this

In a strange foreign tongue

Wild gestures threatening

No work done

 

`Nother drink we watched

The twelve bickered

Then without sign or word

They picked up the pole and left

 

----- Eagle Cruagh

Reviews

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What a write! The words tell a story of being on the outside and looking in on apparent chaos and although there seems to be no order going on, clearly there is, as a conclusion is reached in a united fashion. I guess this write is about the lack of understanding that exists between different cultures as each will have their accepted way of operating which won't be understood by another culture as we all have entirely different ways of dealing with problem solving.

[emmajoy]

This is part comedy, part tragedy - the insecurity of not knowing what's right, what's wrong, always looking for a problem, then, discovering it was as easy as pie in the sky.

A whimsical, tongue in cheek sort of write .. gentle wit ..