at wrong place

at the wrong place, in wrong time
his eyes cant see
in blazing light of sun
folded wing he perches
on window sill
soon every other bird
gathers around him
trying to take their pick
scared of the claws and sharp beak
they waltz around him
trying to hit the mighty predator
out of his hollow at day time

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