Free As The BirdA Poem by James Whitefall![]() Poems are that of metaphor. What does it mean to you?![]()
Free As The Bird
Birds, Their refuge is high among the tree line, Away from the rules of man, their sneaky and suspicious lies, Away from the prisons and jails, under the guards watchful eye, Birds, With their feathers and wings, They defy gravity and soar among the clouds, Proving the rules don’t apply they stand on the tallest mountain, And look down with an untrusting glare, They squeak and whistle They tweet while men cry, Not having to obey, Listening only to the laws of nature, Not to men who try and trap them, Not to society who’s pressure tries to force them to the ground Not to a King who's decree has become new law, No. Freedom is the blood on their beaks from the day’s catch, The rain falling from the leaves near their secluded nest, The open sky whose limits knows no bounds Because when the bird first learns to fly, He does it before he hits the ground, Because he's born with an instinct to be free I lie among the grass and watch as they sail by, For if I was a bird, where would I decide to fly, But no, my wings are clipped, So I’m stuck on the ground, Where I’ll always stay, And I'll feel the same, So please just forget me. © 2016 James WhitefallReviews
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StatsAuthor![]() James WhitefallNVAboutI'm an american writer who aspires to be an author. Sci-Fi and Fantasy are my muse, but I write whatever. Follow my journey at jameswhitefall.wordpress.com Email me at [email protected] more..Writing
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