sparrows

no sparrow
really cares, at
least it seems
from here, is
there joy
or even sadness
in their hearts,
at each worm
or insect
they discover.
do you hear
praise ever leave
their sharpened
beaks at
midnight, or
thanskgiving in
the glossy dew
of morning, not
for my ears,
there is only
the constant
tweet for more.