Friday, November 9, 2012

Without Wings

Without Wings

Macie Snow

My dream is to flly
high in the sky
A bird flies
across the skies
over the trees
across the oceans and seas.
And people like me
wishin to be
up there in the sky
careless and free.
But take away those wings
and what do we see?
That which was once careless and frree
Is now trapped on the ground with me
Longing to once again be
In the sky where it belongs
Instead of gazing up at the stars
looking near and far
To find a way back
to the sky.
It saddens me
to find this bird
who belongs in the sky
is stuck with me.
Both of us without wings
unable to escape
this doldrum we call home
unable to truly be

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