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Come willingly or not at all.
Of your own free will
or I don't want you.
I'll make the space for you.
I'll prepare the bedding for your comfort
in hope you will arrive.
But coax you?
That I cannot do.
Besides, I know the drill.
I'd coax in vain.
You never come when called,
you hearken to no master.
As love, you rule all roosts.
As compassion, you are too often absent,
leaving us all the worse
for your reluctance to appear.
I wait, dear blackbird,
the light lit, the bed made,
for you to show.
I call, where are you?
Need does not attract you,
no more does want,
and coaxing, we have seen,
brings no results.
Yet your real place is here,
among us poor-in-spirit humans,
as you well know.
Enough talk.
No more flattery or persuasion.
If you cannot see and pity
the mess we're making
deprived of the grace that kindness gives,
then the devil take you.
Blackbird, bye-bye.
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