Bye Bye Ducky

I had a dream this morning.

There was a duckling flying around in my room.
One moment it was bright yellow and flying.
Much like a cartoon.
Another, very real and sick.
Waddling around,
seemingly looking for a way out.

I took a basin of water and scooped the baby in.
Thinking that it might be thirsty.
I wanted to take it outside.

It drowned.
And died.
Finally free.

Bye bye.

I’m reminded of the time I visited the Himeji city zoo.
It was the most depressing thing I’ve ever seen.
You would think that such an advanced country would have better facilities.
But no.

The animals were held in small metal cages.
All lifeless.
I will never forget that one lonely elephant.
Who seemed to be endlessly doing the shuffle.
As if forced by some invisible hand.

I would always romanticize the glory of the past.
But perhaps some old ways are not ideal in hindsight.
Though I can’t say that I’m too fond of the new methods either.

I’ve decided to use the best of the old and the best of the new.
For my forever unfolding present.

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