BirdsA Poem by SorenSeen only as flesh, man's strength to refresh, plumed fields to thresh, we harvest their creche Brain size of a pea but smart as we, with murderous decree we butchered the avarie Long before man was around no longer bound to the ground with feathers the sky they found For heaven we search while they sit in lofty perch of pine or birch while we in a ground bound church
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