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Oh you the lovey-dovey bird

Come, see me fly,

With the wings I borrowed

Squeaking and chirping,

All set to take my flight

How clichéd

O you lovey-dovey bird

Tell me!

How do I fly?

With the wings I borrowed

Squeaking and chirping,

For I can steal from you

Your wings, your squeaks

But your happiness

O the lovey-dovey bird

I am restless,

And you so happy,

For you are a giver

And I am the one who stole

You are deprived of all you had

And yet so calm

And I, who have everything

Am yet so discontent

I envy your smile

But I am afraid

I can’t make away with it

The more I try, the sadder I get

But with the mean heart within me

I can barely see you grin

And until my last breadth

I shall steal all that you have

Only then might I be laid

To rest…

Published in Daily Times, June 15^th 2018.