A feather story in orange country

Filled with colors and crowd all around the street 

Waving her exquisite long flared skirt with floral pattern

Holding books and her long strap bag with colors of pink

Walking towards the down street for a sip of cup

Having a sip of coffee she viewed around the street

Her eye found different characters with no colors  

With silent breath she started her day for time

For finding something to remember

On her way she noticed the flying feathers in the gust

She stepped slowly to find the source of feathers

With anxious in mind she found a birdie with tears

and went near to birdie

Seeing her, birdie went to her and said take it, it’s yours

She wondered why this says to me like this

She asked why? Why should I have this?

What should I do with this?

With pain from heart, birdie said

We have rights to live and survive as our wish

We have rights to have family to care and love

We have life to fly around the world and

Nothing more but least we have freedom

Than all humans around

But still we are killed without mercy day by day

Birdie asked if you were us, do you kill your love

The girl cried from her heart and said we love you

as our family 

Giving a kiss to her, the birdie was taken to death

Note: Avoid killing animals