If we could fly
On day three of the Ukrainian conflict
And if we were birds,
And if we could fly!
🕊
And round and round my head
The story I read,
Circles endlessly.
🕊
The message he sent
Said it all
To me.
Mama, he said,
We’re bombing civilians and cities and I’m scared.
And then, it said.
He was dead.
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But if only we were birds,
And if we could fly
With love tucked under our wings,
There’d be no need to cry
Or listen to a lie
If we were birds and if we could fly
