Eye-Sore
There is a bird that's flying
Through clouds and salty breeze,
The wings are spread and gliding
Wind splashed so cool with ease.
Away from home it's flying
High off the ground through skies,
No worries or home attachments
No need to say goodbyes.
Carefree from any problems
Flying from all that's known,
Soaring through all that carries it
Through all that its been shown.
A sudden shot is fired
Shock and trauma felt,
The insides burning wildly
Bullet with blood; it melts.
The sky is darkened slowly
Vision is blurred to dark,
Only a second passes
Before it hits the park.
The bones crunch into nothing
The wings are shattered split,
The neck is twisted sideways
Where it was suddenly hit.
The birds last breath is quieted
The eyes blink one last time,
The beauty soaring in the sky
No longer free to chime.
Copyright ©
C Lee | Year Posted 2012
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