The statue’s skin was creamy white. It spoke of new thoughts, ideas, and beliefs.
The cracks already forming around elbows, wrists and ankles revealed cheapness. Good intentions hurried, ignoring minuscule weaknesses.
The bird crap on shoulders reminded, nature will have its way. When the first hand crumbled, a raven laughed.
©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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