Scarecrow in the middle of a field
in front of the trenches

They look over the sandbags
at peace
Their eyes sit still on the figure

it raises it’s arm, the scarecrow
and commands it down

Then, in Power
with great intention
it holds it’s ground

it pulls out a flute
and begins to weave a melody for the rats.
Their slumber eases.

Gracefully, they move forward
in Droves
in Droves

and stand side by side
with the scarecrow in the middle of the field
in soltitude

The rats raise their right paws
and place it on their hearts
in fists

The grey wind blows
a moment of silence

Upright, they move as one
on two legs
forward into the mist



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Image by James Wheeler

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