~~Fly, O Man~~
Some would say my wings were cut,
Such a long time ago.
I know that they were not, rather torn,
By a hand so very slow.
Some would say that I did so myself,
But they do not know.
A greater power ruled my fate,
He, darker than a crow.
I do not blame him for pulling me down,
Only myself, for being so blind.
I know what will happen; I know it is near,
All I ask is that you be kind.
I beg that you do not cast me down,
I see no where left to fall.


