The Eagle's Plight
I want to
fly, fly unbound,
Over the clouds, at the speed of sound.
Endless space,
surrounding me.
My unhindered spirit, roaming free
Abruptly,
I notice, the void around,
With nostalgia, I recall the ground.
The school
of hens, the gaggle of geese,
Sparrows together, playing on trees.
Birds below,
of a same feather,
Migrating home, flocked together.
I and my
brethren, fly alone.
Wind whizzing by, in a drone.
(You are the
king perched at the top.
You glance below and miss your lot.
The fun, the love, and the care;
The togetherness that was there;
You earn all treasures that you wished.
A Laugh with friends is what you miss.)
Airborne
high, loneliness found.
Do I really want to fly unbound??