someone tell the kookaburra
"stop singing"
i want peace
leave me be.
someone summon the magpies
to sing me some lullabies
explain to the kangaroo
and rosellas all around
that there is no more kindness -
the paper bag is empty,
free from all those metal coins
the collar across my neck is itching
is it because i'm bored?
let the lyrebirds mock me
i will scream and shout and cry
regardless of their taunts and tricks
as the smoke soars into the sky
there will be peace at last
one day i will find
but right now i'll just stay here resting
with your old branches by my side.
thank you,
old friend.
you're a good one, just know that.
you're my favourite big ol' gum tree
and i promise to never forget it.
-
Fin.
be kind
be human
be a kind human :)
About the Creator
Ruby Red
Heya friend, I'm Red!
I write poetry, so subscribe for a hint of vulnerability, some honesty and the occasional glimpse behind my mask π±
Taking a break from Vocal; focusing on my anthology π«Άπ
AI is not art.


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