confusion - poetic thoughts iv
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A poem that I wrote a very long time ago. The topic is more valid today, I think.TRANSCRIPT
Confusion
Hey, dear bird
What are you trying to tell me?
Sitting on my window-sill,
Chirping your heart away.
Are you, are you
Trying to tell me,
About far-away lands and forests,
Filled with ever-green trees and water falls?
Where you live
Free and happy, with your kind.
Or, of about
Man’s cruelty to you?
Of hurting your
Feathery little bodies
With stones and others.
Or, his ignorance of you,
As he bears this heavy load
Called Life, every day.
Though I’ve been listening to you
For this past hour,
I confess, I am still confused.
Oh, are you flying away?
Please, please come back
And, talk to me again.