A Poem by crystallized illusions

A poem form of Silva's story about his grandmother's island in Skyfall (2012).


On my grandmother's island,

Many many a year ago.

We came to discover it was infested with rats.


Rats were in the trees, in the sand, in the house.

Under the mats.


These rats, you see,

Coconut is what they ate.

So we set up traps from oil drums; 

We used the coconut as bait.


Scittering and scurrying,

These rats they did not survive.

They fell into our traps, hungry, and died.


Though there were few survivors,

They whom were the thrivers.


Do you kill these remaining survivors?
Certainly not.

You release them into the trees,

Let them live among the leaves.


Only now? It is not coconut that these rats eat.


These rats eat rat.


You have changed their nature.

© 2012 crystallized illusions

Author's Note

crystallized illusions
Done out of boredom in English class. Inspired by Silva's rat story in Skyfall (2012).

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Added on November 20, 2012
Last Updated on November 20, 2012
Tags: 007, Skyfall, Silva, Rats, Raoul Silva, Javier Bardem, Poem


crystallized illusions
crystallized illusions

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