Do not pity this "Little Emperor",
for you do not know
the wonders once encompassed
by that dead eye.
Once, the whole world
was contained by the span of his wings
and, even in death,
he is not shackled.
See how that eye
is still fixed upon
the endless vaults of heaven.
Sparrows nest in my gutter (and I let them, in spite of the nuisance, because I haven't the heart to roust them) but I have never looked at one in this way.
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