Prelude
There will come soft rains
And the smell of the ground
And swallows circling
With their shimmering sound
And frogs in the pools
Singing at night
And wild plum trees
In tremulous white
Robins will wear
Their feathery fire
Whistling their whims
On a low fence wire
And not one
Will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done
Not one would mind
Neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished
Utterly
And the smell of the ground
And swallows circling
With their shimmering sound
And frogs in the pools
Singing at night
And wild plum trees
In tremulous white
Robins will wear
Their feathery fire
Whistling their whims
On a low fence wire
And not one
Will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done
Not one would mind
Neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished
Utterly
Credits
Writer(s): Winston Tharp
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