Cruel Laughter

mocking bird laughs
loudly, silently
he knows the reality
that nobody sees
the Spain rain
and the London fog
bagels and locks and cream cheese
coffee mocks the mourning
rain coldly licks the dawn
and the silence
golden in its simplicity
meets everyone at their need
warm and rich and easy
morning creeps
and daylight seeps
and the mocking bird continues

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