GUILT
Saw an red angry furious bird
That was flying around me
Made noises which was grievous
Had feathers as of blood stained everywhere
Eyes were filled with blooming red
As it reached my shoulder
I felt it’s pain , angry, fear
It had the pain of how to survive
It has the angry due to liars in the world
It has the fear of how will help his family
But though it had everything going on
It has landed on me with all its problems
I should have done something that would made
The furious one to calm down
Instead I hunted it down
To settle food for my family
Me, who lives in street ,
Has heart to protect the furious
But hasn’t got the heart to suffer my family!
Guilt because of this!
Strangles my throat as a garrote
Wish I was that bird which gave it’s life
To save my family!
Sorry furious !
About the Creator
Jamie hunson
The words are too much powerful than swords.
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