Reaching out to the evading now I sigh,
A wingless bird trying to fly.
Tears fill my eyes as I fail,
Alas! I am so frail.
Reaching out again and again,
My mind goes numb from pain,
All my efforts are in vain.
Is it wrong to seek the right?
Purge the darkness and spread the light?
Why is the world so unfair?
The weak and poor never find their share?
But, who am I to question the might?
After all, I just failed my first flight!
A/N: Ya!I know it's kind of sad! :-) Thank you for reading this! Hope you have a very nice day!! :-)
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Wings Of Light
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