At first glance
simply an old large cane.
On close examination
I could see scars
from the beatings, life had given it
and discoloured spots
from years of indiscriminate use.
It had been bend
from the force of people trying to break it
into two
yet it still hadn’t broken
at least until now
because now I could see a crack down the
middle-
someone had at last succeeded
in giving it that final blow.
