The most goregous colours, <br />Spread those wings, <br />Fly, oh so far away, <br />Try to erase everything. <br />Not captured or hurt, <br />Free to live unharmed, <br />Beautiful butterfly, <br />Never alarmed. <br />Some people out there, <br />Wish to destroy this gift, <br />The gift of freedom, <br />The gift to be free to drift. <br />They catch these beautiful colours, <br />Destory these precious things, <br />Not giving a second thought, <br />To the pain and suffering they bring. <br />'Oh well its only a butterfly' <br />But that is completely wrong, <br />It symbolises everything we long to be, <br />And for the freedom we hold on. <br />We may all be locked up in chains, <br />That this life may sometimes bring, <br />But these free creatures, <br />Dont deserve any of these things. <br />If you weren't free, <br />And were locked up like me, <br />You would understand how it would feel, <br />Someone destroy this life, we have to see. <br />The most goregous colours, <br />Spread those wings, <br />Fly, oh so far away, <br />Try to erase everything.<br /><br />Becky Ginn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/butterfly-s/
