Fly Away

Sitting here exchanging words
Lost like hungry - wingless birds
Hungry - lost like a homeless child
Running free and running wild
No matter which words we use
We know we both will lose

This is a war no one can win
we both turn the other chin
we both try another view
Try to find something new
But whatever we do or say
You know I can never stay

So I’ll fly away - fly way
I leave at night to find the day
Fly away fly away
You never thought I would stay
anyway

I always wanted to be the one
that fought the war and always won
When I am gone there is no war
Nothing to fight for any more
I hate the day so I’ll leave at night
To make my shadows shine on bright

You never saw the winds of change
Never heard our words grow strange
You never felt there was a war
or anything worth fighting for
So  wherever you will go from here
You will know that I’m not there
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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August 6, 2014 at 9:32 PM
Steinar,, Congratulations!!! :) On having your poem featured this week. Stopping by to say hi, and greet almost every poem, on the Poetry Soup's home page. Enjoy having your poem for all to read. Always & Forever ~LINDA~
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August 6, 2014 at 2:02 PM
"You never saw the winds of change Never heard our words grow strange" WoW! What indepth surmising within these two sentences, Steinar. Oh, I like many of us I am guessing, have been in that situation. Like you, I was the one to leave. Well, except for that one time. Still, when this particular event happened she took a beautiful daughter and a son in the oven. I never saw her again, but through the telephone and the Internet I have my children back . . . sorta.
Romaine Avatar
August 5, 2014 at 4:59 PM
Hey Steinar, congrats on your thoughtful poem being featured this week...don't fly too far away though...someone needs you...Neva
Christian Avatar
May 30, 2014 at 7:32 AM
aww a lovely poem, tells it how it is.
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