I Am a Condor

I fly, alone, powerful, high up in the skies
Wondering at what makes clouds grey
At what makes the land green
At what does there be for me, except the carrying of my duty

I fly, alone, powerful, wanting to be deaf at humanity's cries
When, I do see that blindly, people do go on their way
While being consciously mean
While being attached to this world and its promise of liberty

I fly, alone, powerful, knowing full well that I am scary
Even weird, for I am a predator
I hunt, live, and do take the time to sit and wonder
Wonder at why does life seem to be so silly

I am the condor, the one great powerful bird of the world
I am the only one who does see what does there be up above
Above the blue veil, above the grey cloud
But, being the guard of the skies, I do keep pretending to be a silent sentry!

5/14/2015
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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June 11, 2015 at 4:17 PM
NICE WIN
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June 11, 2015 at 8:45 AM
I enjoyed your winning poem. Congrats!
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June 11, 2015 at 5:26 AM
good poem Anoucheka congrats on placing hugs
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May 14, 2015 at 4:21 PM
A lovely, powerful and expressive poem, Anoucheka. Thoughtful and ending with a great line. This would be ideal for Andrea's bird contest. // All the best. // paul
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