Green left weekly recently published by poem, About that bird that sings, which I dedicate to all the whistle-blowers who have given up so much for our freedom.
About that bird that sings
Bold and true
Beautiful abandonment
Belonging to just a few
Behold its sweet song of sorrow
Whistling at winds of change
The spotter on the lookout
Shot down by denial
Such is the disgrace
The hunter’s rifle smokes
As it chokes out that flame
The fanfare never arrived
For that song bird that whistled so true
Camille Barr
