The Sounds of NatureA Poem by Isa Ruffatti‘Tis a new
production, you see Of unhuman sounds that the human ear so
admires buzzing, chirping barking, singing prancing, flying A bumblebee, a dog No chains to hold
them fast Look how they live! ‘Tis a new production,
you see brought fresh and new from the great
Hollywood warble, tweet hum, yip yap blowing in the wind A message of
wholesome freedom That every human
heart adores Yet we stick to
square civilization ‘Tis a new
production, you see freshly banned and
deported by misguided
misconceptions A waste of time it
is, it is! clawing, shout snarl, snap break free and listen A waste of time it is
not, it is not! Listen to ‘tis new
production Turn a deaf ear on square
civilization for a minute, for an hour even for a single
second you will hear the sweetest sound your ears have ever heard Listen to ‘tis new
production Your heart shall grow
wings Fly away like a caged
bird and listen to the
wind Ah, stranger! Will you hear this
new production? Do you hear, this
animal parade? This sound charade? May god bless you my
fine friend, if you hear this new
production as only few are ever
patient Only few have ever
heard Nature’s own
orchestra Listen well, my
fellow Listen well, listen
well A waste of time it
isn’t It is not, it is not! To not hear life’s
hymn To kill his life and
soul To forget his home Is Man’s own undoing © 2013 Isa Ruffatti |
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Added on March 31, 2013 Last Updated on March 31, 2013 Author
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