Clipped Wings

July 11, 2015 - Poetry

We teach a child to sing
And he sings.
We ask a bird to sing
And she sings.

Then we clip her wings.
Then we tell him “no.”
So she can’t fly
And he doesn’t fly.

For safety,
So she doesn’t leave
The world we want him to know
Behind.
To do
What she was born to do
What he was born to do.

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