oh how haughty the sparrow flutters
above the commoners and above the crowds.

and all the while
he festers and flits
in his own filth and lice.

oh poor sparrow full of pride and error!
but who cares, when the sparrow flies so high?
arrogant, smiling, eyes and ears closed to wisdom
truth muffled through the cackle and dirt.

fly high sparrow, fly high.
for tomorrow you die.