Monday, April 27, 2015

The Wailing of the Oriole Bird


The Wailing of the Oriole Bird
Peter T. Atkinson

Have you heard, have you heard,
The wailing of the Oriole bird?
As the flood of tears do pour,
Quoth the Raven, nevermore.

They just don't know why we have to fight
Since purple and orange join black and white
In perfect symmetrical harmony
In crowds of thousands in fall and spring.

Have you heard, have you heard,
The wailing of the Oriole bird?
Violence will never settle the score,
Quoth the Raven, nevermore.

Instead of assigning shame and blame,
They offer up their simple game
In prayer that we all again will choose
And see just how much we stand to lose.

Have you heard, have you heard,
The wailing of the Oriole bird?
Expecting more from Baltimore
Quoth the Raven, nevermore.