An airplane flies in the near sky
Trucks on the road rumble by
A distant train whistles, donno why
Night is never silent , it speaks.
The factories may be asleep
Markets may be dreaming deep
Their noises in busy minds leap
Today and tomorrow within wreaks .
A lonely bird on a tree cries
As the only branch it nests dies
Has seen truth of life and lies
Yet, the Bethlehem
star it seeks!
Xavier Bage
Friday, Nov 16, 2018
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