The Fish

Laughter trills through fire Joy is spun on a lyre Feathers were just growing in And the bird watched its kin Playing, scratching, screaming I want to play! You're on fire! Thats what you say But my nests been made a pyre Eating, feasting Food is stuffed in its mouth So one day it may fly south A whirlwind eats the flame Wind to glide and maim Blowing Wheres my light? The nest alight? I know, I'll burn instead Feed the whirl in my head Righteousness is personal When anger is an arsenal It walks among birds aplently To none was it friendly Playing, Scratching, Screaming I have feathers! No you dont! You grab your tethers And i burn the rope Eating, feasting The wind has picked up It fuels the inferno Burns all that know The wind is a flood Flowing Wheres my light? My body alight? I cant see it, i cant see This must be home, where im free!