A guilty bird

Goes out,
And she comes in,
Goes in,
And she come out;
She feeds; she cleans,
And his kids all dance.

But he…

He sits and thinks;
He sits and thinks

“Is she a slave,
and am I her master?
She feeds my kids
She cleans my nest,
But I sit and think,
Only sit and think”.

Copyright © March. 18, 2019, Newton Ranaweera
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