Never Let A Blue Bird Sing, If She Does Then Rip Off Her Wings.

Never let a blue bird sing.

My mind is going blank and my blood

is going dry.

If she does then rip off her wings.

Her eyes red and mine are too.

Never let a blue bird sing.

We are crying because we both know

we will die.

If she does then rip off her wings.

With my knife stuck in her back

and her gun pointed to my head,

Never let a blue bird sing.

She trembles and shakes and tells me

everything.

If she does then rip off her wings.

She tells me her death and her life and

her savior. 

Never let a blue bird sing.

But I don't listen and I let my blood

fly.

If she does then rip off her wings.

She screams and cries as I let the knife

pierce my own back.

Never let a blue bird sing.

I see blackness. Then a light. Then nothing.

If she does then rip off her wings. 

Reviews

[Forgotten]

wow! blown away by that one!

[Coyote Poetry]

A strong and direct poem. I like the repetition making the point of the poem real and strong. There is wisdom in the poem. Thank you for the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Roe]

i felt every word in this....i love it

[idk]

This poem is amazing. I can't even begin to tell you why I do. It's just an amazing piece

[paradise]

Wow I think this is absolutling amazing I love this :)