You fly and soar so free in the sky.
Your wings sprout out like a beautiful flower.
Then your leg gets caught in what seems to be a tie.
Taking away all of your power.
A last, someone emerges through a clearing.
Big and broad with a gun on his back.
You are freaking out and break free out of sheering.
But it was too late, there was a great CLACK!
You fall to the ground with a mock of your beak.
You go through all the memories of family and friends.
You only were to find and seek.
But you knew this day for it intends.
You're high in the sky and soaring again.
Your wings bloom like a tree.
But you had to hold yourself up with amain.
Now you accept and fall because you are free.