Wedel

Roland The Statue

a little east of west
there stands a statue
painted all in green and gold
and his head’s a little big
upon his body
and his codpiece
has suffered
from the cold
below the market square
he looks unhappy
standing up above
the shopping throng
he stares out across the river
and he wonders
if he’s put up with his lot
for far too long.
One day he thinks
he’ll jump down from his podest
and hide himself
all massive head and hat
among the common folk
that wander past him,
he really rather likes
the thought of that.