I saw two small sparrow perched together on a tree
Tiny and insignificant no one would carefree
Their tattered coats were brown speckled with black
Feathers ruffled as the wind beat upon their back
Two small sparrow that God forgot
In one stormy night one fell and the other did not
One lone speckled sparrow went on and on
Looking in vain for the one that was gone
Its downcast eyes looks dimmed, brokenhearted
Soul achin' but can't fly away to escape the rain
Once a cheerful little bird who enjoys a company
There was little left to find than a comfort of the canopy
Neither a robin nor a jay would dare come
It won't say a word because of what it has become
Mundane and indifference forced this lone sparrow to flee
And now it has no place to live but in a broken tree
I saw that small speckled sparrow sitting alone in an old tree
And I cried in silence because that sparrow was me
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