Clipping Wings Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Clipping wings.
With a doing to keep,
Their offspring obediant.
Yet expecting their young to soar,
Singing.
With wishes to bring an ending,
To a dependency on limits.
Is a conflict of interests.
And mixed messages sent.

Clipping wings.
With a protecting of restrictions kept,
Obeyed.
And making attempts not to annoy,
Those who historically oppress.
But stay on knees to accept promises made,
That if a peaceful praying remains the same...
One day a soaring to fly high and free,
May be granted as a possibility.

But first...
Let's all keep the thirst of it,
Rehearsed.