The birds painted on
the cement wall were
born to fly. Not to be
stuck on a solid wall
and die. I scratched
the wall to make the
cement crack and fall.
So I can free the birds
despite that I knew
I can't. They looked
so dark and sad. But
they still deserved
another try and chance.
All that was left in my
hands was to pray
for my paint brush
to give them some
colour and a
little life* ~