Everything that moves me

zaterdag 28 april 2012


My collage of a birderfly?© coby lange
Birds have You heard                             
we cannot sing anymore
something happened to us
like it never did before
We just stopped, we don't fly
we keep looking up in the sky
So there You are little birds
keep singing for us
like we never have heard
You see so much more than we
You know where to fly how can we
Your lovely song can be heard
in other lands with other words
Words You don't need to understand
even if You are in an other land
Wouldn't it be good and nice
if all could be like You
and fly high to the sky

I wrote this poem in 28 of september 2001 after the terrible day of 9/11
It was published in the Poetry Book "Best poems and poets from 2001"

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