A Skeleton's Escape - A Journey from Confinement to Confinement: A Satirical Poem
A satirical journey from confinement to confinement. Recognise social engineering. The glass broke, alas! Pieces shattered and with the might of the right garnered, Ran out a figure of dangling bones. Bones all in place not held by roughened joints but glued with norms of the race. The rights and wrongs of the human race. In its stiff absurdity it ran, Yet agile enough to hear the clank of its own drumming bones, The bony claps of well-deserved applause. With the biology lab left behind, It hurried to escape confinement, Even more to avenge closeted excitement. It ran to the rhythm of "Brittle bones and rattle." With the shrill of tapping thuds, It went about trapping. It set out to master the game, By imprisoning its own imprisoner. Brittle bones and rattle, It saw on the stove a kettle. "My, my," it said, "not there but here, To kitchen rules one must adhere." Brittle bones and rattle, In a crowd it set out to settle. It talked of talks not of this kind...