THE BIRD NEST IN OUR HOME

Two little scientist going to make a lab
They going to make the lab in our slab
It’s very beautiful so I give them a clap
Finally they had made their little lab
Some little sound is coming
I want to see it, so I’m sneaking
Little one’s are crying
Their parents are searching
Time is always going
Little ones are growing
Big ones aren’t growing
Finally little one’s are going
I can’t hear a sound or a word
That lab they build it is old
Is this a good world or a cruel world?
The answer is this is a cruel world
They had gone
I’m alone
See what they had done
My eyes are full of tear, that’s what they had done

Harith Ekneligoda, grade 8 C