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At high tide the king comes to the shore
and stands upon the sands at water’s edge
He commands the sea to leave his kingdom
as followers break into loud applause
TRiUMPhantly he gloats as it recedes
But alas he tarries far too long
The tide has ebbed and soon relentlessly
the waters now make their advance
and still the king refuses to retreat
unheeding warnings from his own soothsayers
He does not, cannot, won’t acknowledge
the inherent truth that laps now at his feet
All shall soon be swept away
by the waters of the rising tide
just like the foolish pharaoh and his legions
in pursuit of Moses and his people
who when the waters parted chose to follow
only to be drowned in the Red Sea
Gordon Gilbert is a New York City west villager. In these trying times, he finds some solace taking long walks along the Hudson River. He keeps hoping things will turn around, waiting on that elusive inflection point, but it keeps receding. Maybe next time…
Still waiting.
