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*clap clap clap clap clap*THE BIRD
In days past I walked through the meadow of heathers,
Closing my mind and channeling peace.
A bird would walk to me and spread his feathers.
I broke some bread and gave him a piece.
He gave his thanks and shook my hand,
But before he left he spoke with concern
About his own home, human wasteland:
His nesting ground, family, was sure to burn.
And so I walked with him to chaos.
Along the way I mourned with pathos,
For all that surrounded me were bricks and smokestacks.
Vile men begged for monetary pacts;
Politicians laughed in selfish joy
As they kicked over a struggling boy.
I looked down for a moment at my feet:
Malnourished rats ran a’crss – not discreet.
And so the bird and I had arrived
At the locale where his family once had strived.
But instead of a blossoming tree of fruits
There sat ashes below a technic’s boots.
The bird put his feathers to his face and wailed
And us both sat there concerned and ailed.
And as the darkness of the burnt sky
Surrounded us, my bird friend started to fly.
But instead of taking off he flailed
For the tips of his wings were nothing but failed
A man with scissors smirked in the distance
And I wished him nothing but pestilence.
As long as humanity continues to grow,
The world will seem to cease to snow.
For as greed replaces log upon log,
The sky fills up with insurmountable smog.
^^ Romantic poem I made and had to move from Word to Google Docs
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