The Dawn
There is so much pain and destruction around us. But when I see birds at the first break of sunlight, I wish I could be one of
them; contented, happy and free from wickedness and burden.
Of different strokes
And different beats
Of thousand birds
Near ocean creek
Cacophony of sounds
Ring in a new day
I awake with them
To a devil’s day
The picturesque loop
Of nature’s charm
I cry for me, others
To a day of gloom and frown
I wish I was one of them
To be free and move on
I envy those birds at dawn
God’s own with joys abound
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