4Little Captured Nightingale
It stares out of its cage,
Its sad eyes looked at all it lost…
Its freedom,
Now it's only a slave,
Forced to follow a cycle of meaningless routine,
Eat… sleep… flutter about,
Eat… sleep… flutter about,
The brown bird… once flew like a majestic creature…
Now locked in a cage of death.
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Its song was full of sorrow… of hurt… of regret,
Its eyes lost life's sparkle,
And death crept by…
Yet it continues to sing…
Nightingale, why don't you cry?
Why do you still live brown one?
What makes you stay on?
Who are you waiting for little bird?
Your song of soft hope…
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What can you hope for except death,
One destined to die in the end,
Became a slave for selfish humans…
What do you live for?
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Is there something you know that I don't?
Is there still a glimmer of light in the darkness?
What do you see?
Lost bird… what gives you hope and sustains you?
It gave no answer and lay quietly in it cage…
The next day, it died,
Its broken body on the floor,
So you gave up hope too…
Like me… you couldn't stand the world…
Yet your cold eyes are smiling…
Why…?
Tell, brown bird, why don't you cry?