Baby Bird

A child.

People say they are young and innocent.

I say they are wisest of us all.

A child.

One with a pure mind.

A child see's everything as equal,

Weather be a tree, or a person.

All is one.

To a child.

We, who call ourselves adults

See humans at the top, all else at the bottom.

Think of your imagination as an injured baby bird.

Upon a seeing a baby bird on the ground, a child gasps.

It's a nasty little thing,  Dirty and what not.  But hurt.

The child would scoop up the bird, and try heal it.

You would have done that and try to save the bird when you were a child.

But, now you know.

This bird is disgusting. Vile. And disease ridden.

It may peck at you.  It may harm you.

But what would we do?

What would you do?

You would walk away

And pretend it wasn't there.  

Then, you would forget about it.

But why?

When did the change happen?

When did you stop playing with your dragon?

When did you stop saving the world?

When did you feel the need to be like others?

When did you feel like you needed to 'grow up'?

Well, are you wiser?

Do you truly think its better to kill with guns,

Than just say sorry?

Why did you change?

Of course, you can't play games forever.

Life is not a game. 

The world hardens you.

But is that a reason to stop wishing?

To give up on magic, forever?

Because to a child.  

That bird is a baby.

And that bird is alone.

It will rain tonight.  And the bird will be alone.

It can not be safe. 

It will be cold.  It will die.

The child is too young to know this.

Only knowing that it's hurt.

And you know this.

But you choose to walk away.

And leave the baby bird behind.

Reviews

[Arien Bleuefire]

The format of this poem is very different from your others, but has just as much impact as your others. :) I really like how you question growing up and explain exactly how pure and fleeting childhood really is. My favorite lines are:
"When did you stop playing with your dragon?
When did you stop saving the world?"
Because they remind me so much of my childhood (I had a "pet dragon" up until I was 11) and it is true that when you're a little kid, you really and truly can do anything. I love your writing and you are very talented :)

[Jocelin]

I love this it makes me feel like realy happy :)

[chakala]

This is a good poem. It makes one stop and think, as we should do, about the things we walk away from. What of those who walk away from us because they feel we are different, vile, or disgusting. In their minds maybe we are.
This is a good poem. Thank you.

[Dawns]

I really like this poem as well xD. It has a lot of truth behind it, and its quite the sad truth. As we get older we become more selfish, and begin to stop risking ourselves for another, like a child and a bird. Yet most of us do walk away. As I said I really like the tone of this poem, yet you may call me an optimist when I say that I know many people who would help the baby bird no matter what form it presented itself in.

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[SamBug]

Wow. This was the most amazing poem I have ever read in my entire life. It was true and pure, so innocent. You did a fantastic job with capturing a child compared to an adult. I am adding this to my favorites!!!!