Ignorance

When ignorance means a zilch, a zero why it looks, as black as an ugly crow and sounds vulgar and loud that mocks the jarring yelp of a prowling fox in a thorny copse, feigning hunger throes? ? Musing over, I walked towards the sea shore. A dog's carcass quivered on the side of the road as beetles a million buzzed in and out, gung-ho! A dead palm leaf at a distance fluttered making an awful din on the tree all alone. Music on an empty earthen pot sounded hollow played by an angler squatted on the sand-pillow. I nodded my head trying hard to follow the weird phenomenon and got up to go.