Little Pigeon

Little pigeon by its nest,
Peeking down from the crest,
Planning to migrate to the best,
Knotty thoughts kept in chest,
Extended wings and internal test,
To assimilate itself with the rest.

Little pigeon always in zest,
Aiding ally and cleaning the mess,
Naivety among the contemptuous infest,
Recollection of kindness mysteriously less,
Remembered for being a pest,
Aide memoire for a reality test,
And buckle on the safety vest.

Little pigeon by the goblet,
Laments over the infests' secret,
Agitated but still a puppet.
Congested fluid in the faucet,
Waiting for its longing starlet,
Veiled from the atrocious silhouette.

Written by Tang Hoi Mun
17th October 2009
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