• Scars on my left, and blind on my right
    I looked to the sky, to see sparrows fly.
    Chained and Shackled from neck to heel, I whimpered
    and whine as bloody tears fell from my eye.
    What's the point of life, If your tail is between your legs, trapped from the outside with freedom stripped away...
    The alpha soon came with a cage full of bird. To see there white sparrows look like black arrows.
    The agony and pain in their small little eyes,
    I had to do something or else it was nothing....
    Roaring in the air, I braced myself... Soon seeing a black light the wasn't quite right.
    Limping and falling
    the hound dogs heard
    that I have released those freedom birds..
    They chased me chased, till I was nothing left ..
    A bullet in my heart, arrows upon my back, a spear in my my eye, and a bomb on my right thigh.

    Now... I lay dormant upon a unmarked grave....