A bird of prey
From a flight emerges
In Waters deep and blue
And with the wind soars
Into the clear and open Skies
In the long lonely night
Searching upon the shores
Ready to swoop down with speed
But finding only emptiness
Till Dawn slowly breaks
Into this very beautiful morning
But there's nothing beautiful
In thirst and hunger
In flying through the Sun
And the Rain
Finding only emptiness
My heart quickens its beat
My heart masks my pain
When I go-a-fishing
And all I see is a plain so barren
A plain so barren
With a life span so short
I scan the horizon
Only dark clouds in the expanse
And ominous signs of famine
I cannot face the morrow
Where I scarcely can hunt for dinner
Where I can't find the fishes roaming
When I cycle high in the Sky
What I see; A bird, likely a bird of prey, a fish-hunter, emerging from the water (by the look of its wet and droopy feathers), and swiftly taking flight.
What I feel; As I zoomed in, I sensed a tinge of sadness in the bird's demeanour. Luck evaded it after all its prolonged effort in fishing. You can see the signs of disappointment written all over it as it takes flight, on an hungry stomach.
The situation with the bird struggling to catch fish despite its efforts can be likened to the plight of people in some countries today. Despite their hard work, many still struggle to secure basic necessities like food. This parallels the fear that one day, the available resources may not be sufficient to sustain the growing population, echoing the bird's disappointment as it flies away empty-handed.
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