Fly

poetboy123

The boy had lived under the dome

Once he called this cage his home

Held by ignorance, so lost that he didn't know

All the places he could go

 

Each day of his was plagued by lies

He recognized the corruption around

At night, he would stare up at the sky

Always wondering why no one made a sound

 

Injustices piled at his door

Finally he could no longer endure

As he realized what it meant to live

He was thrown behind bars for the freedom he could give

 

But they could not jail his thoughts

The people awoke and fought

He rose among the pack and roared

Letting out the rage he stored

 

The sun had risen, still there was much to be done

Time to stand their ground, time for more action

One last time, he looked up at the sky

Then, he spread his wings to fly

  • Author: poetboy123 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 25th, 2017 16:07
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Hopey_xx

    Beautiful write, well done.

    • poetboy123

      Thank you! 😀

    • Mello

      Wow man that good. We kinda have flow but your art has structure. Well written.

      • poetboy123

        Thanks I appreciate it!

      • Tony36

        Well written and expressed Great write

        • poetboy123

          Haha thanks Tony! :>D(someone showed me that smiley faces deserve to breathe too)

          • Tony36

            Welcome



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