Robin Redbreast-Sequel To Mockingbird-
Stop playing victim! The blood is dried!
Robin Redbreast sees only red
Dull red dried, not my blood-alive
Robin Redbreast sees only red
“Look how I've bled! Such blood has been shed!”
You're feathers are red Robin Redbreast
10 years healed but you still plead for your seeds
Robin Redbreast's spoiled fruit poisons the eggs
Cackles thrown from bluebirds at her limp
Robin Redbreast claims disrespect
Tears fall from your eyes as you claim your despise
Robin Redbreast blinded by red tears
Bluebirds fall ill from your cast out fruit
Selfish Robin Redbreast cares not
Bluebirds cry blue tears, at the loss of the years
Robin Redbreast nurses healthy wings
Stop playing victim! The blood is dried!
Robin Redbreast sees only red
Copyright © Anna Nomaly | Year Posted 2016
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