Golden Eagle Wings

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about casting off the fears and doubts of moving on and soaring into a new life.

Submitted: May 26, 2008

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Let’s watch the war of ages go on inside me,

All hope is lost anyway,

Why bother trying to save the newborn within.

 

Let’s go drop the guillotine on our friends,

And watch their hatred,

Wither and die with their black hearts.

 

Listen to the screams of fear’s dying breath,

Look at me now,

The world is on my shoulders.

 

But I won’t let the weight bring me down,

I’ll soar through the air,

Like an eagle on God’s breath.

 

I won’t let the fear and rage consume me,

I’ll live and burn and fight,

Until God sees fit to end my pitiful existence.

 

I’ll break free from the withering grasp,

And fly into the dawn,

In a flurry of golden eagle wings.


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