he ran away, long ago
told his father
he wished he was dead
took his inheritance
everything he had
and journeyed far
now he asks himself
why?
wasn’t it better back there?
so now he rises from the mud
pushes through the grunting hogs
tells the farmer,
I’m going home.
He runs homeward,
unsure of what will be his welcome
but knowing anything
even being a servant
in his father’s house
is better than the pigsty.
1 comment:
hee hee. i love the ones that continue from the one before <3
i hope the next one finishes it!
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