Poems by J. Lorenz Poquiz

Thursday, February 10, 2011

A fish may want to walk on land

but it doesn't mean it's going to happen.
There is something in the way.
A general, who was told he had no reputation
to protect, attempted to clear his name
by taking his own life. Futile,
the fish said. He thinks he has better
chances winning a marathon. But whatever
works. Winners try, not cry. The general
thinks that life is in the way.
People judge the fish for wanting
to walk, and so the fish judge
the general with a death penalty. The fish
began dreaming when he saw a puddle

and people started walking on it.

(An Elegy for the Angelo T. Reyes)

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