Peace until dawn

Peace until dawn,

Hidden in a slaughterhouse with little hope to move on,

I’m a little bird who’s never witnessed morality,

No solace but many scars thanks to humanity,

All I ask is for the coolness of my eyes,

For the air not to be filled with my sobs, and cries,

All I ask is for the coolness of my eyes,

For my brothers and sisters not to be concealed with lies,

A black cage with scratches from my claws,

A lock and a key with a man of flaws,

The day can only break peace,

And my wings pull me down with no release,

My feathers, my pride, they will pluck,

My wings, my freedom, they had struck,

The confident blue in my eyes now reflect my sorrow,

My grand gold feathers will be plucked tomorrow,