A few years ago he wasn't a vulture,
He was a beautiful peacock,
With pride and power,
A bird took him to the meadows
And showed him the forest,
As he was dreaming to explore the forest with her,
She took another bird and flew pass over him,
Into the woods!
Now the peacock lost its scherzo,
Plummeted to a vulture,
Withered all his colorful plumage...
Wore strong and cruel outlook,
He dares to harm a living being,
There he perches hiding all his vulnerability,
With the hope of entering the forest,
He can never be one among the flock,
Having fun at the meadows...
He is one of a kind -
Believes the forest holds better life!