Is it not the birds
That cry in the night?
Tell me why
You speak so softly.
Why is it that
You do this to me?
Have you no sensitivity?
I'm that little bird.
Looking for a purpose
In this world.
All I do is sit in this nest
And cry.
I cry and I wonder.
Was a I blunder?
Give me a reason,
Give me a purpose to
Write in this world.
June 24, 2010
