Chances are, you're going to meet a birdman,
at least once, in your lifetime.
And when you do, you shall be captivated.
He will have a certain appeal,
a magnetic force so enchanting,
that you'll want to keep him, and make him yours.
You'll be tempted to spend fortunes,
to build a pretty little cage,
made out of gold and tears.
But be fooled not!
For he is nothing but a birdman,
whose nature is to roam and be free.
And at the end of the day, I find myself asking,
Why do we always want to possess,
when we see such thing of beauty, roaming 'round so free?
Is it the beauty we desire?
Or is it the freedom?
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 5:24 AM UTC
Chances are, you're going to meet a birdman,
at least once, in your lifetime.
And when you do, you shall be captivated.
He will have a certain appeal,
a magnetic force so enchanting,
that you'll want to keep him, and make him yours.
You'll be tempted to spend fortunes,
to build a pretty little cage,
made out of gold and tears.
But be fooled not!
For he is nothing but a birdman,
whose nature is to roam and be free.
And at the end of the day, I find myself asking,
Why do we always want to possess,
when we see such thing of beauty, roaming 'round so free?
Is it the beauty we desire?
Or is it the freedom?
