Only a matter of time

Emergency, emergency, our homes are disappearing.

Soon just like the other birds, I’ll have to start fleeing.

No empathy for us, they leave us all alone, only a few know we exist in this place.

We’ve wished for this for a long time, we try not to leave a trace.

All this is happening so quickly, feeling hot and then cold.

I hope one day our story will be told.

Help us please, even though we are as quiet a as sigh.

But we matter too, help us before we say goodbye.