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,
"Don't farce any more!
Look, the world is being turned upside down."