The Codfish

The Devil baits the hook with truth
Which leaves the cod no doubt
That what he has before his eye
Need never be spat out

But hidden deep behind the bait
The beck'ning, brutal hook
Relieves the cod of every choice
He had before he looked

Beware of every fleeting flash
Lest thou be like the cod
Who lacks the sense to look aloft
To see who holds the rod

Arne Herstad©2004   November 7th

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