Saturday 12 December 2020

Avian

 
Whistle, Wallow
Shine bright
Test my might
Fight my fights
Yet always with the end in sight
In the morning light
In the darkest night
I shall not kneel
Cower
Or run from blight
I could bleed
I could breed
I could soar to great heights
For all that yet,
I shall only be human
And I shall seek
To be a bird
To spread my wings
Piercing the clouds
And look down upon all of earth
Midflight

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