The downfall
Heart the rain fall down, so load
The birds are singing their songs of despair
For even they know that life is not always fair
And then they hide in their home, the one with leaves
One small white haws, is too late
And can’t take shalter in time, and all alone
All by himself, he stays outside, he has no home
He must face the downfall all by himself
Nobody cared about the little bird
And he asked for help with his final breath
Kept looking for shelter, until the time of his death
And he went under with the last drops of rain
Weather was improving again, and all birds
But one, survived the downfall of pain, of rain
The little white hawk suffered, and died by his pain
Knowing he died the way he lived, all alone