Voice

Sparrows of my childhood have long disappeared,

Eclipsed by doings,

Who’s to be blamed?

Our comforts more comfortable than nature herself?

Their home, as much as ours.

Sparrows of my childhood have long disappeared,

When waking up to morning tunes without alarm shrieks was considered a charm,

And now, trees bemoan without her chick’s chirps,

Oh! Is this the wealth I’m passing onto my children and grandchildren?

Their home, as much as ours.

Sparrows of my childhood have long disappeared,

Without any trace,

Slowly and gradually, cohabitation sadly forgotten,

I wish they’d come back,

Their home, as much as ours.

100 words

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Brendan for hosting Earthweal Weekly Challenge. The prompt this week is “Working for the best present, this shifting, dysynchronous, pre-apocalyptic now“. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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  1. Those small birds that sang so sweetly through our childhoods – how sad they are gone. I love the repeated lines here, the sparrows, and “their home as much as ours”. I wish more people understood this. I love your poem.

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