I once saw a robin
light and fair upon the willow tree.
She said the snow would come some day soon,
and the earth would turn on me!
I begged her pardon and shooed her away,
as the willow began to weep
of the pain in it’s knees and the soot in it’s eyes,
but I offered no handkerchief.
I once saw a pigeon
drab and solemn on the concrete.
He said our world would end some day soon,
and the earth would crumble beneath me!
I begged his forgiveness once I saw the smoke,
and the darkness had closed in.
The people sobbed, for they had done nothing wrong!
But we all had carbon on our shins.