Sparrows
Flock of sparrows takes
charge of the plaza grounds
controlling the ebb and flow of bird
excursions telling everyone
to follow rules obey traffic signals
and certainly stop
at the intersection, look
both directions before fluttering to
the other side toward
pizza joint where there are
always plenty of crumbs
to eat while the young
sparrow sitting on the tree branch
contemplating, internal seeker
of truth composes his daily poem
and clipping his wing feathers he writes
no need for these anymore
Manolis 