A Bird Now Gone

...Now I live knowing I was wrong

No bird remains to sing his song

So silence pounds the whole day long

 

In beat with memory of the day

I clapped to make him go away

 

The fault, it clearly lies with me

The bird was what the bird should be

 

Now I live knowing I was wrong

To want to silence any song

 

…Inspired by ‘A Minor Bird’ by Robert Frost

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