Though the berry’s rich and sweet
As are its siblings from bright flowers
The old blackbird disdains to eat
Like a human in defeat
Paralysed, inert for hours
Though their life is rich and sweet.
From outer life, they now retreat
Yet the mind has purpose, power
So the dark bird will not eat.
The conscious mind in its conceit
Thinks it’s all and then will cower
Sad since life is near and sweet.
Still, in me, my heart will beat
And petals decorative shower
Oh, the dark bird will not eat.
All around, mature trees tower
But the human world’s ordure
Though red tberries are still sweet
The old blackbird for hate won’t eat