An Assortment of Poems

The Brown Bird's Song

Golden birds are always best
The brown bird plagues the earth
But still it sings, it sings its song
But still it sings its song

Batting wings and sharp tipped beaks
Push the brown bird away
But still it sings, it sings its song
But still it sings its song

Ever watched with suspicious eye
And hunted till the dawn
But still it sings, it sings its song
But still it sings its song

Though innocent and evil not
Its wings are clipped and bound
But still it sings, it sings its song
But still it sings its song

The brown bird is then captured
Trapped in its gilded cage
But still it sings, it sings its song
But still it sings its song

Denied its seed, its love and care
No room for it to fly
But still it sings, it sings its song
But still it sings its song

The brown bird's song is quieted
When the cat's jaws take the prize
But still it sings, it sings it's song
But still it sings its song