Treasure Island

Abdul Wahab


The Sound (Symbolic Poem)


The neighbourhood boy
Laid on the bed feeling not good

We all called on him
Suddenly I heard a cracking sound outside

I came out to see what happened
Nothing I found, only a crow flew cawing

Inside of the room
Loud sound of crying

It is merely a co-incidence
If you believe it, you believe a superstition.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 05, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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