Around the neighbourhood
Birds perched up on the trees
Silent, still they stood
It caused me some unease
“Why do you not sing?”
I asked one in colour green
“It’s the early morning,
I brought you your favourite bean.”
Though he was suspicious,
The bird could not resist
He perched himself on my hand,
Delivered me the gist
“Why do we have a voice
When none can say a word
Without the fear of wrong
Or being overheard?
“Make-believe or truth,
A falsehood or a lie,
Offend the silence in the wind,
and we might never fly.”
Before he could have finished,
A dreadful sight deterred,
Falling from the tree above
Was a wingless bird
Photo credit: This work, ‘Silence In The Trees (Cover)’, is a derivative of ‘Birds‘ by Orangeaurochs used under CC BY 2.0.
Haunting Angel 
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