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pythonorbit — The Misjudged Bird
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The Misjudged BirdAt every turn I feel
That everyone assumes me
Unkind or maybe cold.
That I am only good on the outside
But within I have no heart
Just because one moment
I can care so much
And then walk away.
Well does the bird stay
And sing her sweet tune
To the joy of man
Only to hear his gun
Rattle and echo in the trees?
Does it stay to embrace
The bullet pierce her?
And she could try so hard
To sing her song
And change man's mind
And let him know what love is;
Share her contentment with him.
Maybe he'd forget his gun
And sing along in sweet harmony.
No this bird has been shot
Too many a time to count.
She needs to fly away.
Get away and heal those tainted wounds.
And if man desires to sing for her,
Reluctant, she shall come again,
The heart still there as always.
If his gun remain raised,
She will have to stay far.
No hatred towards this hunter.
She just needs to seek safe ground.
