Pitiful despairing winged birds can’t fly,
Their permeating predicament is a repeating lullaby.
Crass conundrums prompt and lure them to cry,
Melancholy filters inhibit and provide consent to survive.
Current episodes provide passage to past grievances.
Just proceedings don’t mark their preceding experiences.
Punctual perfect quandaries sanction reoccurrences.
Precise filters permit perpetual acquaintances.
This is how broken winged birds survive.