At Eventide
As the dusk approaches,
The teenage-hens fasten to the tree.
They stretches their neck and wings,
Ready to leap above the earth ridges.
'Hey! , leave there for me',
The small but mighty cock frightens others.
He pecks them with his beak like a soldier.
Yet, he wasn't able to leap.
Their accomodator seems expectant,
Waving and beckoning to them.
'Come on lovers', she beseeched them.
But, the little soldier did scare her remnant.
Running still were the intimidated elites,
Till the little soldier gains his visa.
C.2017
Adeyemi Joshua
Note: About fowls before they retire to their hoods.
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