Song Of The Lark Poem by O Anna Niemus
Song Of The Lark
Like a bell with
a broken tong
the lark was
without a tongue
.. demons having
served it on a platter.
in this life
silencing
her song.
And while the dawn
was daffodil dew-ing
in the slaughterhouse
they did chickens
de-wing
But God is changing
the world, one heart
at a time.
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