Prejudice

A bird alighted quietly
I thought it common, common quite
As it was smallish, grey, and brown
A plainly shaped and colored sight
It gave me just a moment’s glance
Then when twas done, set off to flight.

I pondered briefly on the bird
Which, like all things, would one day die
And not a backwards glance it gave
As it took to the brightened sky

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