The Crowd

Although the crowd was bickering and frowning their aim was pure - to save a young man drowning. Determination spread from face to face, their hearts abeat with quintessential grace. Some moved with purpose, some appeared heroic, some acted scared while others acted stoic. Each citizen soon fell into a role, the sort that future fables might extol. The task, no doubt, would take cooperation, there would be setbacks, hurdles, and frustration. Within the chaos, leaders must emerge to see to it that will and skill converge. But soon there had been splits and ordered factions each laying forth its case for proper actions, insightful comments volleyed all around, and experts vowed their arguments were sound. Progressives claimed such problems are systemic, Conservatives stressed principles endemic, the Godly folk hurled prayers into the skies, as non-believers mocked and rolled their eyes. The frugal thought of fees - could he afford it? The voyeurs grabbed their cameras and recorded. The sages cited long-forgotten lore, while looking wise and pointing towards the shore. “We mustn’t lose our hope, nor inspiration!” proclaimed some self-assembled delegation. No doubt the man was touched by how sincere had been each word, each gesture, and each tear. And all the while the saga had been streaming through screens alit by vibrant pixels beaming, then click-by-click it spread to distant parts, compelling likes and winning many hearts. At first, nobody rushed into the quarry, but then again, its depth contained the glory, so then they argued who would go in first. As newbies joined the crowd and some dispersed. One must admit, the crowd, at least in theory, gave quite the effort, but it left them weary. They knew that they had done what could be done. Twas getting late… besides, the man was gone.

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My muse can be unseemly and nomadic although she fancies meter and good rhyme, her diligence and output are sporadic, and some may say she’s moving past her prime. At times she’s off consorting with the sages reflecting on existence, as it were, At...

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