Who let the bird out?

Who let the bird out?

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Life was
a canary in a cold mine
except you are
never told of present danger,
when time kept
the cage door open.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on March 9, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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