Wings For The Young

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This is a short poem I wrote a few months ago.

Suppressed by the enforcer,

Blinded by lies.

No more wings for the young,

No good will rise.



Ignore the plague,

Feed the snake.

Tear the feathers,

Never wake.



They do as they please,

They're all but fake.

The birds now die,

And it all begins to break.

It's been pretty well received by those I've shown it to. So what do you think of it?

 

[Skillet]

I like it, but the flow of the second stanza seems a bit shorter. Otherwise good meaning. Great feel!



Great job!