When good goes bad birds would fly and flea The predator would set a trap to catch the prey. The prey would pray as it plaid to stay safe and be saved Whenever things goes wrong. The bird fall into the trap. Is caught, fought but couldn't manage at that age. The trap being fruits of that tree, as beautiful as they were. As sweet as they seem to be, the bird couldn't resist. Could not realize it was a trap, was sweet when eaten, Just for a short time, now will cause long lasting pain, Game plaid by the tree was misunderstood, was vengeance, Can't dry alone, needed followers, can't be punished alone Needed pain bearers, can't smile anymore, It's a coy smile it shows, to lure hungry birds, To take life away and pain on that plain planed itself. When good goes bad birds would fly and flea Dogs would bark and hide, would run and flea. Now this dog bark and hide, bark in the hiding place At a pace comes the enemy following the sound Around th...