The Ogres Hummingbird written by Alan.s.Robinson I see a poison in his mind The twisted thinking that defines The evil genie in his eye The sign that says he lives his life a lie What makes you want to Leave a legacy of blighted land to cling to Why must this be You’ll leave us with this kiss of treachery What makes a king be this unwise You might think greed you’d be surprised If evil work were made by planning good If this mistake were born of brotherhood How can reason conquer And common sense be our uncommon saviour Power makes its own course The strength of its argument is crude force The gentle ogre bows its head But does not see the flowers on which it treads Within its hand crumble the wings Of the humming bird he caught to hear it sing Who could ever stop you If in the crowd you choose to blunder through If you were to decide to Leave us with a timeless waste behind you