Missed out somehow from the flock,
Not a bit aware of the worldly clock,
Crying out it’s heart so loud,
Hope of getting heard far and around.
Not aware of it’s surrounding place,
The loner zoomed around it’s gaze,
The unknown place and territory,
The loner feared, he will soon be history.
Remembering the flock by night,
The loner, cried it’s heart out in fright,
Of missing it’s dear ones afar, now in foreign land,
The Lamentation of the loner dying down in an unknown sand.