Like a bird shot to the ground, just as she learns to fly, <br />Pulled from the warm winds, on the weight of all the lies <br />Her saviour's silence deafens her, <br />shadows embrace her all around <br />She listens in the darkness, <br />Broken winged and never found.<br /><br />Bridgid Patrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bird-song-4/
