It's the majestic manipulation of manifested feathers, <br />somehow created for organisms to evolve into fowl. <br />What happened down the line that determined this distinction? <br />Did He ever pause to ponder if I wanted wings? <br />If I wanted to fly to Florida or Mexico for winter? <br />And then casually cruise to Canada in the summer months? <br /> <br />By the Gods, what I wouldn't do for a set of wings; <br />say goodbye to traffic as well as stupid planes; <br />no more dizzying ups and downs on those elevator trains; <br />in retrospect, I thank my bulky brain for staying sane! <br />And in the thought, I'd glide gracefully above the streets, <br />Perhaps pearch upon a pedestal and beg for something sweet, <br />Get my nibble here and there and peck at people's feet, <br />But if I were to peck and nibble I'd also need a beak... <br />And what's a birds beak without down and feather? <br />I'd also need those in order to withstand the weather. <br />Now what are these - toes? ! Birds feet are better. <br />Ah, there we go... to mental eye, a great pleasure. <br /> <br />Dare a man not dream a dream in dire need of a respite? <br />For anyone can wish the world and be lucky to turn up earth. <br />I, myself, would sooner become a boundless bird, <br />Not necessarily because I like birds...no - it's just the wings I like; <br />but instead of human with wings, I'd be an angel. And I am no angel. <br /> <br />I am simply a man trying to escape being man.<br /><br />Kale Beaudry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-a-man-could-dream/
