Poem: Who Will Lead?

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From the crackling dry fields
Hundreds of geese
Rise to the air
Confusion on wings
A skybound mess
Honking like a rush hour traffic jam
Then suddenly
Small V’s appear
These fold into one large V
Off they go
Following the leader
What happens in that instant?
What decides
Who will follow
And who will lead?
 

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