Petrified Feathers

You singed the last feather off my back took away my sky my flight congratulations lady fire you win I surrender. I'm leaving... you can eat those feathers for all I care. When true warmth, true peace blows my way I'll regrow a new pristine flight. Regain the sky-high ground and watch you sink into the zinc cold earth. weighted down with singed flight feathers petrified into silence.