vices of the world come back to me, its time to put the cook back to action, of long you sat huddled in a corner, waiting for the expected to happen!
the soups ready, dinner served, action and drama about to unfold, as the host shall today revel the portal of unheeded truth , and anticipate the guests to squirm their reserve!
its a strange party here... there sits a tree at the center of the table... critically watching the show, the fawn has got his first stepshaken, or tries to stand the blow.. but beaten it seems facing the stranger;s hold!
the stranger is in fact a strange man, he claims he came long ago ... just so to know! there is silence between the fawn and the stranger because none knows what more to say! only the air beholds
"answers, answers, answers we all seek! " shrieks the butler , to no one in particular indeed. its a fact one has to accept and move on!
the stranger holds the stare of the fawn, almost hoping to find answers to his questions, but the fawn understands the blow... it didnt come from the stranger, it comes from deep within, it comes from the wasted efforts, it comes from the efforts it made to be liked so hard, it comes from all the 1st attempts, but the stranger must know... that there arnt any answers anymore
the tree sat through all this, who knows how much he knew? he just sat, and waited... in between gave the fawn another hope! but now the fawn sees it all, it should have never seeked so far, when the 1st power was in his 1st steps...
"dinner is getting cold sir", perhaps the butler said... the stranger sits in a gray suit, sad i assume he maybe, yet nothing he can do any more... almost helpless as he can be!
the fawn shall sit in his own soup, learnt a new lesson of life, to face a few facts and "B sensible" ... it had once read, no less no more...
the party shall presume like always, let the fawn take its own toll! we all fall and stumble dont we? claims the silent tree. the fawn doesnt need me,
the butler, should end his song, and now people have gone!
dinner has got over, drama may unfold, the audience has gone, no one clapped this time! they say it was weird this dinner today... weird food they say! but chuckle all cause we all know who they are actually talking about, its just that we dont say at all!
i wish i could give u answers stranger, i wish i could stall the wishes. but the fawn will have to follow a correct path, and the path differs from yours.
sabato 30 giugno 2007
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