Your Feathered Friend
I wish I were a bird so that I could fly
you may see me take wing to soar upon high
Riding air currents upward I'd sail
with the wind in my face and the sun at my tail
Closer to heaven in hopes I may find
the strength to forgive, to obtain peace of mind
Or
Flying low, searching below for road kill, carrion, and corpses
On all of these I would feed with greed
til struck with the urge and filled with the need
Then across the horizon, swift wing beats lead me to perch in that tree just
outside your homestead
Then when you came out, taking careful aim...
I'd crap it all out all over your head
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