Watch me the crooked sparrow
fly towards the hole
in the empty sky
slowed down by
juvenile wings and heavy bones
you watch me
leave this world behind
far behind
the tears I shed
bleed into spurious synthetic citizens
marching like ants
forming trafficking black veins
connecting like highways
consuming all in their wake
and leaving dark smog smoke
across her once fair face
mother earth is dying
beautifully ugly
isn’t she?
watch me the crooked sparrow
fly toward the hole
in the empty sky
not giving a damn
about what is left behind
the ruins and
mankind
death by his own hand
prophesized his own fate
Copyright © 2010 L.Warren
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