The Lonely Bird.
There's a bird up high, above
by Sy Wong ...
In solitude, standing on the lamppost
While the morning is still cool
I lift up my head to watch
Majestic and confident is the bird
Like an icon, in silence stood
While the rest flocks and mingles
He is good and still stood, as if knowing all
Knowing life, knowing well
I can tell of his vigilant eyes
Observing the winds and its directions