Tweets

walking down the street I heard hundreds of tweets So harmonious coming from that tree As if birds were singing just for me Now I talk to them everyday Telling them the happening And Listening to what they say Then,one day when I was away Men came by to take little birdies home out of the way All the little birdies pleaded But their heart never bleeded Recklessly they cut the tree killing hundreds of birdies Now no more tweets in atmos left Just Silence came and never left