To Fly

I think, to gain a feather for a word
Need only dream with words to make the climb
Fly stretched out wide and eager to be heard
To breathe a breath of feathers keeping time
Some flightless birds continue hovering
Afraid to leave Societys” junk heap
Securely bound by comfortable things
Low flying masters in the skies they keep
But, fear to soar outweigh the threat to fall
Has plagued us all since we have left the womb
Forgetting what we have is there for all
The space upstairs to let no less has room
No sorrow felt for creatures if so chained
For they seek not the feathers to be gained.

To Fly

besttimrek00

SF Bay Area, United States

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