Be Like Them

Be Like Them

Today is a cold wind
That rips the garbage from Parsons Blvd.
Like a wave of charging soldiers,
Some birds pump their wings then
Glide short distance and pump again
Like wrestlers doing battle to gain
The prize of shelter.
I say to myself half praying
And half hoping “Be like them.”

   Life is short so I run, catch my
Breath, then run again.
   Moving to the assurance of success.

– Bipin Larkin.


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