A
koel is born
In
the nest of a raven
At
birth it is torn
From
its surrogate haven
With
no mother born
It
spreads its wings
In
agony it sings
When
out of its screams
A
song in the morn
That
echoes its dreams
Indeed
a symphony, it is sworn
A
eulogy it seems………..
An
ugly dark mother
Has
orphaned a melodious singer.
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