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Unobtainable Clouds

by Amanda J Cobb

Why are you threatened
by the possibility of my success?
I finally begin to soar
and you clip my wings.
I'm finally floating
and you push me back under.
I'm finally happy
and you beat me down.
Why do you refuse me the chance
to feel really alive?
Is it only in my misery
that you can be content?
Only in smashing my hopes
that you grasp power?
Only in depriving me of love
that you find joy?
Tell my why,
when I finally learn to fly,
you shoot me down.

03/04/2000

Posted on 09/22/2001
Copyright © 2025 Amanda J Cobb

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