In the night
When I was out for dinner
Started the car out of the house
The small birdies chirping loudly
The strong wind blowing
Putting its mark on very branch and leave
I rolled out with easy of mind
On to the new town
The whirring wind whisper
I never listen to its call
Life rolling on
The crowd of many college students
The echo of conversation
I couldn't pick out the words
The animation of the crowd
The nerd amongst themselves
Back to the house
Parked the car gone to look
The bird cage fell
I knew the worst
One little birdie's head
In between the plastic rods
It was alive living in shock
Two more disappeared
I thought they could fly away
Using torch light to search
A short distance one died
The claw mark on its abdomen
Ants already came
The poor little died horribly
One torch light shone
The other dead without its head
It was a sad night
The little birdies grown up nicely
I suspected a stray cat came
Knocked off the bird's cage hanging high
Now one is still breathing
For tomorrow alone it will be
For the night has its torturing cry
No more its kind to chirp away
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