The birds which had left their homes,
Lost their way back to those homes,
Their free wings were left tattered,
Melody of their chirping had shattered.
Captured by the cruelty of mankind,
Shot at by the insanity of evil mind,
Freedom of these birds were put to an end,
Broken where their legs with no one to tend.
Losing out to the brutality of extreme greed,
Trying to rebel in vain over inhuman deed,
The birds are still trying to go back but bleeding,
At the world’s core humans are busy killing.
The birds remind us of our survival and sense,
Their plight makes us recollect our loss of innocence,
Bleeding we too are in agony of being misdealt,
Our cries are yet to be heard but will never be felt.
-vociferous
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