The sound of change is the sound
of ambulance sirens cutting through
the silence of early morning.
When the piercing scream has passed
the birds can be heard in the trees
once more, their chirps calling
to one another, wondering what
the great disturbance was.
One says to the other
forget about it. The sun is only
beginning to warm up. They say
it's going to be a nice day.
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