Cried aloud, the mango tree.
Don't ****** them way from me
They are too little, too little
They too little, oh, too little
The sparrow, uneasily perched
On its empty lap, had its say
I am not the their nor predator
They are gone, they too are gone
Dear, I do know devil is aloof
But God is watching, the just justice
He made me and blessed me
With sweetness for them, for all
Why do they make  greedy advances?
can't they wait and have patience?
It hurts a lot when a crab is scratched
Wound should be let to heal at full
The bird consoled it, whispering
Be calm, my dear, you will smile again

Man can't ever sleep soundly anywhere
On beds forcibly taken off from the humble