Tell Me What This Means And My Hope For Humanity Will Find Peace
Yesterday I forgot how to fly.
I went to take off
and the sky wouldn't take me.
Clouds too puffed up to let
someone like me
into their streets.
They must have taken them -
my wings.
They think I don't belong there.
I know because that's where
the rest of humanity is -
on the ground.
Now that I think about it,
that was the moment
it all went down -
when I looked down
and saw tiny little figurines
like me,
and got scared
that I didn't belong there
Copyright © Rebecca Kiser | Year Posted 2025
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