Colours of orange and brown

flapping its wings all around

it goes up high and down low

flapping its wings wherever it goes

 

Hiding from others nowhere to be seen

you’ll never find where it’s been

near the ground or open coasts,

we don’t know where it goes

 

On the ground next to its food 

babies are laid singly by its food

but soon no more will be laid

because there will be none to play,

 

We say we will help but we never do

we’re stubborn unkind and hateful too 

so why don’t we help save the day

to help them flourish and grow today