Aimless Death Poem by robert delucchi

AIMLESS DEATH


And so the sparrow falls
Yes, he falls
He twists and he turns
Yet he falls
To the ground he is bound
As he falls

Still he falls
The sparrow he falls
Sky spirals
Earth beckons
And he falls

Out of the tree
He falls
No more to be free
On the ground he is found
By he
The killer who envied his freedom
And plummeted him into oblivion

And so lay the sparrow
Together in death with the arrow
He is gone
And his killer?
His killer lives on….