Birds

I wonder with closed eyes
The closed minds of people like me
Surely we who are wise can dig past the stereotypes and
Uncover a valuable identity
But we don't...
We're taught to soar like eagles
But live as if we're pigeons
We shrink back as if we're chickens but
The only bird to really describe us is the dodo
We have wings but don't fly and
Soon we will look at extinction
Let's keep it real though
The limit is the sky but
We're far from free
Going off what C.S. Lewis said, "We love our mud pies too much."
You see, our sight sees what's outside
Hence the purpose of our eyes right?
We see as high as our head will take us
Still our feet are firmly on the ground
Imagine with me:
Soar straight into the vast sky
Fly miles high and stare down
Take in the view
For the first time
Imagine seeing life for it is,
That it's not about you.
But go ahead
Show off your great wingspan and
Your beautiful plumage
The attention you crave is as big as your ego
Go ahead
Get fat to the point that your wings cannot lift you to freedom
Oh, if you only knew
If only you could
Change what is in your bird feed,
Remove the lies and
Digest this truth:
Until you can freely soar, you cannot truly see the need.