A Little Chirp

Amidst the brashness of the rain,

And the vultures screeching in vain,

I heard a little chirp,

Acting in usurp.


I watched the little bird make

The skies dry

The savages shy

The thunder sigh


Echoing through the valley

Rolling over the hills,

Spreading over the sea


Nature began to shift

In inexplicable ways,

And it all started

With a little chirp.

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Our world
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