Three Curious Spectacles – A Poem

By Baba Galleh Jallow


He threw beauty upon him

And limped away

After he had shared of his heart

And walked off

In search of beauty


* * * *


He sits

Chained to a pillar

That itself has no shoulder

Upon which to cry

That itself could only stand

On its single leg

Awaiting fate


* * * *


The wooden tiger

Glared from the page

At the real tiger

As if to say

What to do bro?







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