Little Words
Create the bird
Who flew so high
He touched the sky.
And when he tumbled
To the sand
No one heard
Despite the bird
Who got back up
And tried again.

When he succeeded
He was pleased
And so he went
Back home.
Where little words were shouted out
And he was made to feel alone.
Once again
He tried to prove
That they were wrong
And was met with laughter.

For those little words
That create the bird
Are the same ones
That destroy him.