All the juvenile birds gathered at the big oak tree
They all had tears in their eyes and thought it could’ve been me
Their parents stood close by
They too, had tears in their eyes
They waited until the eagle swooped down
He stood there with them all on the ground
He wiped his eyes and bowed his head
He then looked up and sadly said
“Tragedy once more has taken hold of our land,
These are the things we can not ever understand.
We teach love, kindness we show and words we tell
But it seems like evil yet again prevails.
Sometimes, like you, I want to give up
But we can’t, we must continue to love.”
Then the eagle said, “let’s pray this won’t happen again.”
But then a little robin asked, “don’t you mean when?”
And the eagle for a moment was out of words
Then he composed himself and looked out at the birds
“Little ones, do not be scared to speak up
I know you’re hurting so much
But now is not the time to withdraw , to be silent
We need to hear your voice in these times of violence.
We need to know your hurt , see your tears
We need to hear your words, hear your fears.
And maybe it’s you little friends
That need to give us hope again.
And parents, hold these little ones tight.
And when you tuck them in tonight,
Let them know how much they are loved
And that we, they, can never give up!
That we must continue to see the good
And remember on this branch is where we stood
When we all began to learn
When our prayers were heard
When our world finally woke
And heard our words for years we spoke
Enough is enough is enough
Stop hate, love birds love!
Go home tonight
And let your eyes cry.
Tonight let there be sorrow,
But there will be hope tomorrow.
For tomorrow birds, our work begins again
Give grace, forgive, love, be a friend
Yes tonight, birds, let the tears come as we hold each other tight
Tomorrow, tomorrow my friends, love will rise!”