First Rebellion

February 14, 2018
By firewriter BRONZE, Ocala, Florida
firewriter BRONZE, Ocala, Florida
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Chirp Chirp screeching baby birds

To fly out of nest
Just to be heard
Everything you need is left behind
Cause all you want to do is fly in the sky
Baby birds so reckless and stupid with wonder
Forgetting their mother and father protect them from thunder
Children no less,women are counted
Little girls trying to be a rebel countess
Years go by of pretending
Adventurous lands I’ve been attending
Soar out into the sky
Being brave to truly be alive
Chills in veins of uncertainty
Don’t look back,or you’ll never be free
Across the rivers,across the sea’s
never seen  those  expect in make-belief
One,two,three others around me
Smoke thick in our throats,nearly naked as the earth,
But Joyful for this new rebirth.

The author's comments:

I was inspired to write about kids on the run in my poem and just freeing yourself to new adventures and new experiences

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