We Without Wings
Stuck on the ground
The clouds dancing above me
The stars dazzling and bright
I lay down on freezing concrete
My eyes wide and envious as I stare up at the sky
The vigorous rhythmic beat carrying them up
Up and down up and down
They rise and rise into the air
They sore, majestic, graceful, beautiful
My eyes fill with tears
They slide down my cheeks as I think
‘How dare you fly? How dare you fly so beautifully?
Why can’t I? Is it not only fair? Birds can sing so beautifully, so can humans, birds can look so beautiful, so can we.
Have they any idea how they make us feel
How jealous
How mad
How sorrowful?
Do they understand how we feel,
We without wings?
