I’m a bird;
This morning I woke up with my life wrecked with my whacked nest,
Everything got wasted, my love,my time and everything that I did invest,
Was it a nightmare? Or a reality?
If it was,then who did this cruelty?
My eggs are broken down,my nest tattered lying on the ground,
What was my fault?
Why am I crying loud,
Even when my tears have dried out?
I wonder from where do I gather enough courage,
To get up back after I’m damned for nothing,by somebody’s rage?
How will I get my offsprings back,
After all my eggs by a storm have been cracked?
But no,it wasn’t a storm,b’cause my feathers ain’t wet,
I can still fly and watch my people’s lives getting desolated,
Those creatures,those creatures are accountable for my world’s decimation,
I ask,what was my fault?
Why do I have to sit on wires when I had made a nest?
Oh,what was my fault?
Why do these creatures haunt us?
Why do they pierce our lives and crush?
I never dreamt of this misery…..
Never thought of my life to be burnt so ruthlessly,
Anybody there to tell what was my fault?
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