A lonely friend

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."