help a chicken out

Most nights in this house I can hear

an owl

at my window.

The song calms me down.

 

But one night

the song didn’t come.

Instead, I heard a chicken crying

somewhere where it shouldn’t be.

 

The others answered her,

brothers and sisters

(or maybe just neighbors),

wanted to come to the rescue.

 

But the giant cage in which they rule

didn’t let them move

and so I fell asleep

wanting to help that chicken

find its owl

 

 

(this is not made of metaphors, there is literally a owl outside and a chicken did call for help somewhere far away… Don’t worry though, it’s fine, it came back)

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