Wait.
As the alarm clock goes off each morning,
and life refuses to rise in speed,
the day passes by in a breath,
and our wait remains the same,
for the setting sun to rise again.
But then do we realise,
that the sparrows indeed are flying high.
They've waited an eternity,
for greener grass and a clearer sky.
And with the next sunrise maybe,
we see the world with a perspective new,
for they too deserve
a tint of green and a share of blue.
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