I am a Bird in the Last Tree (English)

            I am a Bird in The Last Tree
            Others Circle Around Me
            I wonder why my friends are gone.
            I am a Bird In the Last Tree
          

Chapter image: The Last Tree — style_01b

From my tree I could see it fall away. 70,000 Pine Trees wiped, all but me.

Chapter image: 70,000 pine trees — style_02

I saw the MAN in front of a tube The loud voice said all was gone.

Chapter image: The TV watcher — style_03

            I took flight to find my friends.
            As far as eye could see
            there was nothing left.
            I flew and flew
            until I was out of breathe.
          

            I was tired and it was time for a drink
            The first building erected
            after the flood was ....
            A BAR!
          

            Seeing laughter and comfort food
            was warm to the soul.
            As one might expect
            Guardians of Local Flavor
            Stood Erect.
          

            With Karaoke still in my head
            I flew to Anatoshi Iso.
            From the solid cliff my cousins hang.
            In Trees that have seen it again and again.
          

            My next stop was led by a track.
            I knew I had to get my friends back.
            Oh Magic Shell
            Of this station tonight
            Help me find my Friends.
          

            I knew I was tired
            so I stopped for the night.
            The 5th floor room was
            just above the flood line.
          

            From the view I could see
            Mankind wiped out before me.
            The Ground Floor Was New.
            But others were lost.
          

            The New Rules Were Clear
            If you still stand you may remain.
            If you don’t you may not rebuild.
          

            My Hotel had seen it before
            and put up a plaque.
            A Tsunami from Chile
            hit in 1964.
          

            I traveled far and wide.
            But still no hare nor hide.
            I really thought
            my friends can’t hide...
          

            I look thru the gates of hell.
            I saw the mission bell.
            Still, I had to make time for me.
            I stopped for tea.
          

            With new energy
            From Caffeine’s Might.
            I was struck again and again
            That mother nature’s might....
            She ... Oh my God.
          

The slabs got thrown about Like Thor was in town.

            The fishermen with their lights so bright
            still, did not see my friends...
            even at night.
          

I saw the TV Watcher again. He confirmed what NHK said to him.

            I thought for sure
            I heard my friends
            But, it was the wind
            screaming thru
            metal bent blue.
          

The electrician was sad. No power was to be had.

            The Indian’s hair blew in the wind
            Some Hollywood blow hard cameo again.
            I flew inside to take a peak.
            Nothing was left, not even the sink.
          

            Torn from the gesture
            the sign warned again
            Each port we pass was laid bare.
            The cracks, crumble and rocks everywhere.
          

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            I saw Eddie the Ibis.
            He Hooooonked to follow me.
            Past the cliffs he would take me.
            Seeing triangles from the sea.
          

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            The boats, they glistened.
            And were full of reward.
            Except for that boat
            on top of the building.
          

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NOW THAT!! Surprised Me.

            I knew storks like to gamble
            after the baby delivery.
            But I wonder why this Ibis
            is flying towards BINGO?
          

BINGO!

Bingo, I knew in the end. When I saw my Indian friend.

            Finally this Indian said,
            "Your Birds are there.
            There are your friends."
          

            I stood from afar at first.
            The emotions of the flock
            stopped my clock.
            The bird from The Last Tree
            found his community.
          

            Soon it became clear
            I could not be near.
            Man came in so proud
            and poured concrete down Last Tree.
          

Now it can stand for eternity.

            But the tree is dead to the wind
            and the concrete pores do not feed.
            I was the bird from The Last Tree.
            I found my community.
          

Chapter image: Dead to the wind — style_33

            Man hopped on the train again
            Soon forgetting about the past.
            A symbol of hope and strength
            was left in my path.
          

Certain Destruction Set Me Free, I am Bird in the Last Tree.

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