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Better A Rock
#WritcoPoemPrompt6

The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's an edge,
Lie as steady as the dead.

Their mouth sealed, withholding countless tales,
Maybe a romantic encounter, or maybe the lore of how predators failed.

They sit in the silence, hearing the thunder,
Another god must be angry, who will suffer more now, they wonder.

Would the villagers lose and the river will swallow their treasure?
Will they rescue them or once again will they find their peace on the sandy bed for a good measure?

Will their screams go unheard, only to be absorbed by the trees?
Or maybe this time a few words on the virtual realm will be able to do something about this misery.

They say they are evolved, a superior species, plaguing the mother nature.
Then why do their leaders go deaf when they call for help, older pebble scoffed, such a pitiful creature.

When they are one, their ignorance and greed seemed like a very strange thing,
They closed their eyes and thanked god again, better a dead rock than a human being .

© Samiksha Kemwal

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