A Wound White Bird Poem by Dove Journeys
A Wound White Bird
Night without wind
Only feel that wound
Can i just run
or find a place
to hide from this torture
I have to be a white dove
But why i can not make my self peace
i want to feel happy on every weather
On summer
or winter
Can i just run away and find someone
who can safe this wound of this white bird
so this white bird can be come
a peaceful white bird
and able to fly away reach the heaven
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