john chizoba vincent
Trouble Not The Birds - Poem by john chizoba vincent
TROUBLE NOT THE BIRDS
Trouble not the birds, ye little children
Know ye not they're things by nature given us
To further funish every garden
Lovely, and to give us joy by singing?
Are you deaf when ever these
One are chirping
On that almond tree that spreads branches
Like a huge umbralla?
That in this land Birds aren't sweetly chanting
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