A Birds Last Thoughts

Its 2 am here and im restless so I revised one my favorite poems that ive written.

Its called:

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A Birds Last Thoughts

I see the clouds in the blue of the sky and the dark starry night the way they used to be.

I see big oceans, clear and filled with life.

I want it all back but I know it will never be.

Because when you came to this land you didnt see what I see.

Oceans lay black and the skys are stained with the gray of humanity, a reflection of the soul.

We used to be friends.

I would visit in the summer and you would greet me from afar.

You seemed to understand it back then.

Where has that gone?

Has the green in your eyes surpassed the green of the trees?

Are your roots so rotten that you do not remember them?

Ir has the black of the oil obscured your vision?

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Lemme know what you think.

Mango.