They showed up and stood in the shadows
holding their breath, filled with baleful hope.
Like ominous Vultures circling the cadaver,
they wait for you to crack,
watching eagerly for your downfall.
Do you fall
or
Do you fight?
The choice is always yours.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
a cooking pot and twisted tales 
Fight definitely fight xx
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That sure is one menacing photo and poem. On another subject, did you get Oneta’s Writer’s Quote Challenge?
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Hi Bernadette, I had one funny dream and the poem came as a result. Just checked Oneta’s blog and saw the quote but I didn’t see her pingback. I’ve reblogged it.
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You paint a vivid picture. So much in such few words.
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Reblogged this on All About Writing and more.
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Wow….. I love both the photo and the poem.
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If that menace were after me, I would call on my Hero, Jesus Christ! Then I would run if I could!
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Wow Jackie such a powerful poem, and an even more powerful picture with it! It shook me by the shoulder and got me going…
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Thank you dear Aishwarya. It was born out of a dream.
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Ever think that sometimes a vulture, circling in endless loops over a cadaver free landscape, might think, “patience hell, I’m going to kill something?”
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Hmm! That’s another perspective you know. They do look frightening enough.
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