The little bird that roams freely
With his wings soaring high
Suddenly sees something in the corner of his eye
A silver creature sailing in the air is making his mark
For a second, time stops
As the little bird soon drops.
The little bird that roamed freely
Lays on the ground as he belches out a sound
From a distance I hear his cry,
I shake in fear knowing that he will soon die
As his blood rain
I’m not sure why but I’m left with his pain
As I roam through these same skies,
Fear glisters in my eyes,
The monster is a lunatic
That kills my fellow birds with just a click,
This is something that I cannot hide
As I realize the monster that fires is worldwide
The little bird that roamed freely
Shouldn’t have died or cried
He should have lived with pride
As I roam through the same skies,
I think about the monster that left me with this pain
And how he is the one to blame
For what he did was inhumane
The Swerve 