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There was a bird, so very little,
In its nest away from a world so very brittle.
It had its mother, it had its father,
No trouble, no fear, nothing to bother.
It came of age, it learnt to fly,
It grew strong, it sailed through the sky.
It has to now leave its abode,
Said the wicked rules of the worldly code.
Why? why did it have to do this ?
It is its life after all, why is it pushed into this deep abyss ?
Stay strong it constantly recalled,
It tried to blend in , yet it was blocked and walled.
Evil laughters, pernicious minds,
Everything ever pure is now hidden behind the blinds.
Yet, it tried to stay calm,
Oh yes, all it could do was to stay aplomb.
It woke up each day with a void in its heart,
It couldn’t stay away from its loved ones, Oh! they were a world apart.
No one to talk to, no one to share,
It suffered each second, but does anyone care ?
It wanted to go back, it wanted to reminisce its past,
That’s impossible, the worldly code was overwhelmingly vast.
It only prayed for a good friend,
The loneliness was slowly getting to it, happiness is now getting tough for it to pretend.