I thought I should pick it up and see if it was okay.

When I saw its state I felt I should weep,

Or would I leave it to decay away.

The wings were in a disfigured state.

Its legs were mangled left to bleed.

Maybe I should not sit and wait,

If only I knew what are its needs.

Oh poorest of creatures left here on this floor.

Why must you die this very day?

Am I the only one who cares anymore?

Was life really meant to be this way?

I wish I could just help this bird.

I hope that my prayers will be heard.