Alright. I just finished reading this piece once. My thoughts as I read it were the movie “Bird Box” with Sandra Bullock. The line responsible for creating that association was:

“There is no survival here.”

I Need to re read in order to find another meaning to the poem. But I like how everything sounds smooth.
I specially enjoy this stanza

“as for tomorrow,
they’ll blend into the
onyx skies as they fly
to somewhere greener,
anywhere else but
h e r e.”

I could picture those birds. It creates a pretty image. I also like what you did with the word here. It works in my opinion.
Well done.

Such is the plight of the birds of the air...which humans can totally relate too. I really felt the last stanza. Nice to read from you again Mark!

Congratssss Mark!! No one write like you do, your poetry has a different feel to it. Like every poem is an entry to your personal journal :)

Wonderful to see this on the front page; it truly is a skilled piece of writing, Mark and an absolute pleasure to read.

All the best