Poem by Hui Glennie: Note to A Swallow

Note to A Swallow
by ©H.L.Glennie

Sweet swallow
Build not your nest
Bond to my courtyard tree
For it's in the war zone
A targeted reach
By a crocodile
With it a 64 leveraged horsepower Wheel
From eight directions follows
Where ever my tree leaves rustle

It heard your beautiful songs
You are in a greater danger
When autumn comes, leaves are gone
Your nest would be seen 'n cleared
Only those genetically altered,
Wings chipped 'n beak cut out,
Would in its Mercy be Allowed
While it carries out its mission
Its tears drop masculine sensation
in feminine sounding "sigh" aloud.

So brutal so surreal but so real
As real as Cassandra's prophecy
that no one believes
It will take 999 days' siege
of Leningrad to yield clue
Along it accompanies famine, death, 'n blood cold
So fly away to build a safer nest
in a higher altitude

In wind, keep singing
Trees will rustle; flowers will smile
In rain,your wings draw comfort lining
Your motions carry streams flow
Your music will forever be resounding
Your lyrics will withstand time-tested trial

Born on the ash is a miracle,
Rose － final！ 

8.13.16