FABLE: "PEACOCKS ON MY ROOF" BY HABEEB

I never saw a peacock fly

before I saw one on my roof

and though I haven't seen that many, 

I thought I had seen enough.

To speak with some authority

about the way that peacocks travel, 

which as far as I knew,

always was on sand and gravel.

Their regal nature and the beauty

of their plumes make them one of

nature's wonders, and whenever

I see one, I always stop and wonder.

I guess that's why I thought

that peacocks just don't fly.

They don't need to hurry,

and never seem to worry,

so they parade along

and let their admirers

marvel at all their splendor.

So I was surprised to see

a peacock on my roof,

it surely didn't climb

and there was

no rope or ladder,

but then I heard wings

flapping just above my head

it was another peacock

who went to join his friend.

I guess they liked the view

and I learned something new.

That even though I would

surely fly, instead of walk,

stretching my legs to

strut my stuff

might be better

if I were a peacock........ 

© HABEEB AYINLA

Habeebayinla4@gmail.com

- Nigeria 

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The poet persona admires the beauty and strength found in the movement and other actions of a peacock. The voice concludes that life would have been easier if the involved were also a peacock.