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Painted Brain | Cook My Goose: A Poem
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  • July 7, 2016

Cook My Goose: a poem

Cook My Goose

Nothing is that apparent that you can draw a conclusion.

Step Back from the reality of another person.

Step Up for who they are.

Stand In the gallery and know you’re one duck in a million

that will never be hit, but will always dodge the bullet for another.

 Stand Tall to face them all in the face of a firing squad……………..

Just cook my goose and I will feed my brother.

Just pluck my feathers where birds together will rest their

weary heads upon each other’s wing that will sing a lullaby

for a well earned sleep.

For my sensitivity will never kill the serenity of another and always fly

another bird dodging another bullet…………………………………..

Daniel William Concharty is a poet based in Los Angeles. His work appears frequently in Painted Brain News.

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