Lord of the Flies: Found Poem

He noticed Ralph’s scarred nakedness

and the sombre silence of all four of them

he sought, charitable in his happiness,

to include them in the thing that had happened

his mind was crowded with memories;

memories of the knowledge that had come to

them when they closed in on a stuggling pig,

knowledge that they had outwittted a living thing,

imposed their will upon it

taken away its life

like a long satisfying drink

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