lauantai 14. kesäkuuta 2014

Wounded bird

Out of nowhere I got this idea that I walk through the Kallio's church's garden. I saw this little wounded carrion crow on the ground. It looked like it had broke its wing and limped a bit when it walked. I felt so sad about it.

Because I live nearby, I went home to get some bread and water in a cup to the bird. First, it looked me like I was such a fool, then it started to eat and drink without any fear towards me. I guess it understood that I am not going to harm it.

Funny thing was, no one else who passed by didn't regonize this little bird, they didn't even noticed that I was sitting there, staring something and smiling by myself.

Common question is; how big you have to be to get attention? How loud you have to scream to get some help in this greed and busy world? How much you have to make an effort to be visible to others without doing something stupid? It made me think that this is a hell of a brutal world to a small creature like that, or even for the little bit bigger creature.

Never forgot this; take care of the smaller ones, because you never know when comes that specific time you have to turn to somebody.

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