A raven, a sparrow, and a hawk,

The three of them birds, but none of them squawk. 

All have wings, but they cannot fly

All have tears, they do not cry,

Souls they have, but are not free,

These birds are caged, never to leave

Kept by their master, their father is his name

The three of them mourning, but never the same

These birds are songBirds, never to sing,

But forever to soar on caged wings 

( A/N  And my first poem is done, and it's  a poem about Raven and Sparrow and Hawk)