Life journey of a blue jay,
from young to the last blink,
feathers in air aw! complexion fair,
shit! time to marry burden to carry.

Baby jay! new life have to be someones wife.
feeding and kidding with joy full of feeling,
the two, all day in her to fly across colors,
the voice of the little baby say,

I am small enough to learn these,
how to fly don’t tell me please.
why to fly? so much high in the sky.
mother! if you fly your fears leave beside.

pushed down from high,
either to die or to fly high.