I must be dense. I loved that Beatles song as a kid, but never once made that connection, as black as I am. I guess it's because I've never given a damn about race, one way or the other.
True, the random listener wouldn’t get it. It was in one of Paul McCartney’s memoirs, I believe.
So anyhow, since you were a blackbird who had already flown, you’d view it as rather moot if told it was about yourself.
Anyhow, some visions are not so much wrong, as well before their time. If the attempt is made to execute them in the wrong way or prematurely, trouble ensues. God had to seed the souls into history, so to speak, so a godly answer would come.
And actually I’m not surprised at people, like Donald Trump, and apparently you, who don’t see a lot about God in this (yet). The reason is that churches, for centuries, have essentially centered around a God that is way too little. Far too little than what the bible tells us about. Well, eventually the Lion of Judah (another biblical term for God) will break out of that cage and we see things that look absurd. Like Donald Trump with a more audacious, God-dimensioned plan than any envisioned by a church, and he’s scarcely religious in a church sense at all. Or the biblical story that bible scholars call the good Samaritan (when it would probably be better termed the Samaritan who obeyed God). Samaritans were considered religious and social misfits, maybe like we would view the Appalachian snake handlers today. Or a movement that I wonder if I have begun to see — Hindus of India embracing Jesus Christ and worshiping Him like they do their other gods — i.e. like they really mean it.