Songbird. Poem by Carl Roussell

One side
Says they are right.
One side says they are wrong.
See each side as the other's they;
Not them.

Warfare;
Bullets flying
Instead of pretty birds
Nesting in the trees. Kids die
Once more.

*Peacetime,
Can it return
After warfare and hate,
With the songbirds singing so sweet
For us?

Hunger;
An empty plate
For an empty stomach
Where were you when the child died?
One more.

*Peacetime,
Will it return
After hunger and hate?
Will the songbird sing it's sweet song
For us?

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