Grounded
He looks up at the sky With an unwavering black eye Spreading dark wings But failing to fly And he stays on the ground Questioning why He's bound to the ground When his siblings can fly Wondering if he'll be left Behind to die A bird with no tale He tries but he fails To fly with no sails He's sitting prey They bring him food But could stop someday Leave him to a life And a death in the grass And fly away. Just a bird Inconsequential Missing an attribute So essential Who never kissed the sun Or touched the sky Just a bird Born with no potential