Blackbird
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Waiting for injustice to subside
With your broken walk and beak raised high
You won’t stop the fight ‘til truth is nigh
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Your wings shelter the fowls from the fright
Holding to your faith with your dear life
Waiting for the bright sun to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Taking down a flag won’t make it right
Pointing ever inward towards the light
Spread out your wings and take the chance flight
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Clinging to the cause with all your might
Soaring ever upwards in plain sight
Waiting for this moment to arise
Copyright © Giana Gallardo Hesterberg | Year Posted 2015
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