Freedom Bird by Kushal Poddar

And one of the birds

lift a wing,

shows me the radar ring

And I want to love her to oblivion.

 ..

Let’s sing a tree song.

Let’s see an intense wrong

and bleed like sap so tasty

on your flour morning.

 ..

I want her to love before

and I want her to lose the scanner

and there is a forest somewhere

for our endangered freedom.