Freebird by Nicole Assenza I want to be so great, I want them to say— “I wish I were [me]” I want to be free I’ll be gliding over corn fields Everyone will be pointing to their shingles “Here, Here!”, they’re calling But no, I won’t— I was too afraid to fly now I’m Phobic of the land I want to live free If I crash I crash into the sea I’ll boil all the fish eggs A Pelican stew For no one but me I want to die free 12/15/2006 Author's Note: So long, and thanks for all the fish. Posted on 12/16/2006 Copyright © 2024 Nicole Assenza Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Matthew Zangen on 07/13/09 at 05:24 AM Doesn't hurt to double-up the comment love right? The last stanza is awesome and so are you :D. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)