Two Birds

A bird perched on an electrical wire outside our house-
If it could be called a house rather than a four-walled room
A tiny bird it is, so tiny I could not even see its face,
With its breast so red and its wings so black.

The tiny bird flew and perched on top of our wall-
Just the same wall at the back of our four-walled room.
It was joined by a tinier bird with a brown face,
And they looked at me silently.

"Look at that poor girl in that four-walled room,"
Said the first bird to the second.
"Look at that four-walled room in this four-walled lot,"
Said the second to the first.

"I really hope someone will help her and set her free,"
Said the first bird to the second.
"So she can fly freely just like us,"
Replied the second bird to the first.

And both birds flew away,
Leaving me alone again-
In this four-walled room in a four-walled lot
With nothing but a memory of two birds.