The bird told me...

Twittering, chirping the bird told me,

I was raised by my mother 

and not by my father. 

He just added some sperms 

While mamma kept me warm. 

She taught me to fly 

and to eat a fly. 

She pushed me and pressed me,

Beat me and made me, me. 

She used to go in the morning 

and come in the evening 

with some worms in her beak. 

We used to eat it quick.

She worked hard, 

She was doing a job, 

Parenting her children 

and all alone. 

She didn't abandon me 

When my papa just gifted me sperms 

and not even a trum,

Mamma gave me life like a pro

Even when she was a crow.