Chicano Poet

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

The Oriole

The oriole flew
from tree to tree

unhappy with nature
it trusted buildings

which made
good stepping stones

and from there it marveled
at the humans

who thought themselves
so damn important

and said
to another lofty oriole

"If they were all that God almighty,
they would have learned to fly."


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