Burned Below

The dust settles

Leaves have left the trees

People in the streets

Still living their busy lives

Police screaming

GET ON THE GROUND

Everyone willingly ignoring each other

While the world dims down

Bombs create smoke

On the other side of the street

Heavy grey commutes

Thick coughs

No homes

People have no where to go

The bees come less each springtime

The birds sing hollow songs

I witness these things

My own wings

Dampened by soot

Talons chipped

Ripples of chemical hues

I see it all below me

Wandering souls

Wondering where to go

Cities and towns

All burned to the ground

People are still clueless

Not sure what the next move is

I’ve stayed up in the trees

My apocalyptic sanctuary

Wings still dampened with soot

My eagle fierce heart

Feels hollow

Broken

Unfilled