Those cock cries banished sleep--
kept him from work all day.
Words snarled in rooster throats.
Word meanings went astray.
They built him a soundproof room,
shut every noise away;
but the roosters went inside--
in his head he heard them say:
"The hero is a giant cock.
History--mere rooster play.
Duty's whatever you do,
work a holiday--
"and the rooster of all great roosters
on his fence post sits and brays
of the nowhere of tomorrow,
the nothingness of today."
Copyright 2010-2012 Paul Petrie