I long to touch it's silky feathers

Such vibrant reds line it's lower body

Like a setting sun

Yet Rising elsewhere

Like a call of despair set on death ears

But a pleasurable sight ta see...

I never hear you coming... I love to see you landing...l

I hate to see you leave...don't go my friend fly with me...

I long to be as free as you...

Yet my caged neighbors oppress me...

Their inadequate mindset makes them unaware I long for their bettering as well...

My house is hell

I need a home...

The dove stained with my brothers blood...

It frightens me too my friend

If I could fly Id leave to...

Jus me and you...

But day turns to night 

Like a fly landing in milk 

I'll be a spec of black in a see of white...

Losen my hand to make a fist around a pen...

Teach me everything 

But first...

Teach me to fly... I'd love to fly...

            -rebelgalore