THE FINAL FLIGHT

I was bought and 

brought to entertain.

No, they could not understand my pain. 

You see that

We don't speak the same tongue. 

I'd sight the sky 
from where I was strung.

I was fed 

when they felt I would be hungry.

They would give me leftover or sundry.  

I used to cry loud and 

flutter around in this cage.  

They would think I am trying to mock up a stage. 

Sometimes my fellow comrades would come and 

empathise with me. 

But as the footsteps approach they would fly and 

hide away in the tree. 

I guess they didn't want to be prisoned. 

I had company for a little while.

A fluffy beast with paws 

would swing by sometimes. 

By now I had no strength left to entertain

I assume that my throat didn't listen to my brain. 

I would pass out in the middle of the noon. 

I understood that I am gonna get freed soon. 

Freed of this cage. 

One fine day my human left the door unlocked. 

I was so weak that I couldn't escape. 

The fluffy beast sat there and 

mocked me on being powerless. 

I gathered all my strength and tried to take the flight. 

But too my plight I hit the door and fell. 

The beast saw this opportunity and 

freed me from the living hell.