Hey, ladybird
You fly highly
Broaden wings
In the sky of freedom
You sing sweetly,
Dances merrily,
In the feathery costumes
Looks gorgeous…
Looks gracious…
But corrosive heat wind blowing
It’s from petrol
It’s from acids
It burnt many colored feathers
It burnt your nest and dreams
Fatal such seasons.
In the broken relations
Where you rest.
Its reality dear lady
You are weak
If you are alone
Remember cages, nets
And hunters environs
Take care….truly care
Empower your wings.
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