The chirping sound silence
In the morning with the sun
The little birdie closing its eyes
The shock nearly got into its life
There is no cheerful chirping
Nothing to hear to know its alive
The parenting birds have a hard time
They try to feed sometimes successful
The chirping sound silence
In the garden of yesterday tragedy
A stray cat came to take the birdies
The smell of lost souls the birdies gone
Now one sitting alone
Closing eyes shivering with fright
Of yesterday dream hard to forget
Alone never wants to see the light
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