The Prince and the Sparrow

Cyanide shot the little sparrow,
Met it's target, your poisoned arrow.
So you did- you my prince.
Shunning every word, you winced.
What did happen here, right now?
Bleak and blurry...
Oh, but how?
Quitting every ounce of faith,
Trampling truth and drying lakes,
Tears, you see, they run no more,
Runs my heart, to yonder shores.
Pushed me, this time, much too far.
Another second, another scar.

This, right here, is my final word.
As I meet my Maker, who first heard.
Goodbye to you- the dearest one,
Kept you first- but I came undone.

Fear not this world, my child!
Whilst Cherubs protect you noon and nigh,
Forget us not- so golden our time.

Save your targets for the right arrows.
Kill not, I pray- this little blind sparrow.