A Metal Bird
as i walked up and down, in search of food and pasture
everyone in my village laughed, for i was weak and an ameture
i will not lie, for it was, but true, always alone, a loner, without a crew
my life was disappoiting, as the son of an elder, who looked down upon me, like, like metal and his welder.
as i was lazy, i sat on a rock,
forgetting the food and pasture like it was a joke.
as my eyes begun to shut, before i was awaken,
loud noise in the air, the biggest bird i ever so,
like it was from heaven.
metal wings, that did not move,
it was not like anyother bird, it was very well improved
it did not flap it's wings, but the speed it brings?
you could not wink yet alone blink.
ran into my village to tell them the news, knowing this story was full of juice,
when i reached, they where all in shock,
thinking what i thought is what they thought,
later on you will find out, that it was but not,
for i brought news of a bird, but all they wanted, was news of food and pasture.
(later, when i was educated, the bird, was but a plane)
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