Monday, 19 August 2019

Scattered

A poem from 2019


Birds they are a-chewing 
Taking out the goodness and spitting out the husks 

Birds they are a-pooing 
Indiscriminately causing inconvenience 

And there is death here 
As life destroyed before it has a chance 

And there is disease here 
As life shrivels up and hearts become numb 

Here is brokenness that can never be mended 
Predators stomping around without a care

Image by manfredrichter on pixabay

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