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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #2245624
At that point in time, I was lonely but there was a truth I overlooked.
The flight of the eagle is lonely;
he searches the sky solely.
Though none he has to fear,
no friend nor for comes near.

From deep within he shrieks a cry:
no one hears, there's no reply.
He looks toward the earth in vain
for no one else can feel his pain.

His crooked beak's a threat to all,
the mighty claws on weak may fall;
his piercing eyes can bear no smile,
no other fowl can he beguile.

Where none can go, upon a crest,
the graceful bird will build his nest
and live the life of one who's banned
until the world can understand.

Creation does not share this view
for man and beast were always two;
before the cleansing rain,
Noah's ark was made for twain.

God has always understood
there's no cause for solitude
for it's not good to be alone
and sculpted life from just a bone.

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