Chirps
like birds chirping in early mornings
memorys flickering give me warnings
of things in pasts that may return
if lowly people never learn
to be the change they wish to see
instead of begging diety
lest we will surely lose this fight
and like those chirps, be gone with night
Copyright © Jeremy Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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