Silent HorrorA Poem by AugustusThis is about what goes through the mind of a chicken a few hours before it ends up on your plate....
It waits...
Stashed unceremoniously In a wire mesh box of a cage And stashed are others... Someone's leg on it's head, someone's beak prodding its wing Confused squawking and gawking And then comes a rough sinewy hand And grabs at a random leg Panic and paranoia and pandemonium! But not to the hand...to the hand its just food that goes "cluck cluck" before it cooks it Clash and clang of pots and pans, a glint of a knife then blood and bones and feathers... And its brother waits... In onomatopoeic contemplation of its existence... "SQUAAAWWK squawk squawk SQUAWK SQUAWK SQUAWK" "THUD!" © 2010 AugustusAuthor's Note
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Added on June 7, 2010Last Updated on June 7, 2010 AuthorAugustusCambridge, MAAboutMy name is Shreyas Gokhale. I have a PhD in Physics from the Indian Institute of Science and am currently a Post-doctoral Research Fellow at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. However, I guess.. more..Writing
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