Two Birds: a Dialogue

The roc wings fanwise,

Soaring ninety thousand li

And rousing a raging cyclone.

The blue sky on his back, he looks down

To survey Man's world with its towns and cities.

Gunfire licks the heavens,

Shells pit the earth.

A sparrow in his bush is scared stiff.

"This is one hell of a mess!

Oh I want to flit and fly away."

"Where, may I ask?"

The sparrow relies,

"To a jewelled palace in elfland's hills.

Don't you see a triple pact was signed

Under the bright autumn moon two years ago?

There will be plenty to eat,

Potatoes piping hot,

beef-filled goulash."

"Don't farce any more!

Look, the world is being turned upside down."