THE PRAY OF PIGEONS
My god you create us as bird.
You throw our bread and meal to the around
You attached us wings to fly,
Fly! It is good to look from the sky!
But what does is cost when were hungry?
Homes, homes, homes
Variety kinds of meals inside those houses
While were thinking,
A container full of bread come infront of us.
We ate. How nice this blessing.
Thank to God!
Give destiny to thom gave us this bread.