Simple Birds
Simple Birds.
Some would say that frivolity is necessary to life.
A crucial piece of a
Puzzle.
Their multicolored plumage of obnoxious hue,
Trying to please…
“who”
?
Some are somewhat acceptable,
Minor in hue,
Not SCREAMING at you.
LOOK AT ME
I’M SO COLORFUL
WHAT DO YOU THINK?!
(to be perfectly honest, you make me want to go puke)
(…in a sink…)
Bright orange beak,
Laughing loudly,
Discriminate
Proudly,
For they know it all and we know none.
Or maybe tis I,
But I sincerely hope I am not the only
One…
one?
Therefore
I am not a scarlett McCaw,
Nor a psychedelic parrot,
Nor a blue bird,
Not a gleaming yellow canary,
Nor a cockatoo.
NO.
I am none of them.
I am simple birds.
I am an owl,
A modest owl, nonetheless,
Or a cooing white mourning dove,
A facetious crow,
A somewhat nihilistic raven,
A chickadee,
A black bird,
Beautiful,
Yet so very common.
Then again,
Perspective is everything…
Nevermore,
I vow never to be
The cawing,
Drawling,
Attention
-
whore.
For simple birds
While not the brightest
Nor wisest
Nor worshipped-est.
No.
I am none of that.
I am simply put,
No strings attatched,
Simple birds.
And one day,
All simple birds
(hopefully)
Fly away.
To heaven
Hell
Or anywhere in between
For better or for worse,
(all life ends with a hearse)
Simple Birds.
They’re the best birds.
Definitely the best birds…
I’m not the only one,
Perhaps second to none,
But they’re out there,
I’m sure of it.
And one day,
They will rise.
And along with the
Simple Birds
Will also rise
Simple Melody
Simple Harmony
Simple Togetherness
Simple Acceptance
Simple Love
Simple Care
Simple Brotherhood
Simple Sisterhood
Simple Explanation
(Without bigoted gods)
(Or false heroes hung on the cross)
(No Satan below,
No heaven above)
Simple Life
Simple Heart
Simple Kindness
Simple Humanity
A bite of fresh bread
Shared
Savored
With all those around you
No more war
No more hate
No more yelling
Clean Slate.
Simple Creativity
Simple Dreams
Simple Wonder
Simple Imagination
From a child’s eyes,
Finally recognized
By once closed minded,
Lost causes…
Simple Endless Possibilities.
Simple Birds
Will rise.
With love,
Unity,
Happiness.
Simple Birds.
Fly Free.
No Bounds.
Just Clouds
…Bright white, enveloping dark light…
Peace.
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