Lonely looking bird
That flies above the head
Always being cursed
By a bunch of human heads.
But there was one bird
Who visited regularly
Guarding the house
Just like a member of family.
Always cursed for it's color
"Is it my fault?" he asked
No one replied
Feeling ashamed of the answer.
"Why am I the one blamed?"
He asked all around
No one answered no one believed
To prove his innocence.
On day he met a friend
A guest from far across the land.
With a welcoming aura he said
"Now my heart rests upon thy words."
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