Wings as blue as the night sky,

Beak as black as space,

Sharp like a knife,

Boba pearl eyes,

 

Mango orange chest,

Small claws like pins,

Around its small head,

White zebra like stripes,

 

Soaring through the sky,

Cutting through it like butter,

Nesting in tall lush trees,

A combination of twigs, branches and dead wood,

 

Feathers as soft as cloud,

It struggles to survive,

Slowly it perishes,

Extinct forever, it would come again, never,