Song Poem by Noel Sevilla

Song



In a treeless world a winged being
builds a nest on the head of a passerby,
anxiusly waiting for the bus.
When he steps in,
the bus driver charges him twice as much.
Annoyed, the citizen steps out
and silently at the bus stop,
decides to await the birth
of a little bird,
who will créate
a
new
song.

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