Poetry #147

Suddenly the
world bowed.

It never
did before.

But now
it just.

For the
little bird
was all
too precious
for everyone

And no
one wished
her dead.

And so
everyone, even
the world
begged for
the little
bird to
be alive.

But she
rejected all
of them.

'It wouldn't
be fair,'
was her
final thought.