A wingless hummingbird is floating outside;

Poem written by Saad El-Asha on Tuesday 18, September 2018

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A wingless hummingbird is floating outside; Out of home, out of homeland, out of the continent. We never see it in the flesh. It's moving its head. It's moving its chest. It's going about its business with wings invisible. I'm now whispering: WE NEVER SEE IT IN THE FLESH. IT HAS NO RIGHT TO BE HERE. I HAVE NO RIGHT TO WRITE ABOUT IT, WINGLESS OR NOT.

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    Yes, you do have a right to write about it. In fact, you must. It is a necessity.
    To hummingbirds!