Daybreaks;
A silhouette appears
Barking out loud orders;
Intent to commandeer
The rations provided
A meal of ill content
A smallish tangerine
Slippery when wet
Hustle out the galley
Fall in line and march
Hunger in my belly
Mouth completely parched
Still no sign of enemies
Disseminated plans
Reaching out to the inhabitants
The proprietors of the land
Spread them out, far and wide
Like a shark in shallow waters
Getting swallowed by the tide
All sons and pretty daughters
Hair salons and fingertips
High heeled shoes and bright red lips
In the know, now in the mix
There’s no more time for parlor tricks