When faced with hunger…
What would a bird do?
Would it rob a store,
Or sit and starve?
When it’s home is destroyed…
What would a bird do?
Would sit on the kerb
Or move into a squat?
When left out in the cold,
What would a bird do?
Would it complain,
Or just curl up and die?
When happy or sad…
What would a bird do?
Well it would do what it
always does in any situation..
It would sing!
Lovely heartfelt words.
Hi Ian well done a great website and love your poems God Bless You xx
Praise the lord for walk to glory. Fantastic, ema
Great poem. Really get the depth of it ian.
love the poem Ian! Love it!