Don't You Know How To Fly?

We took a walk around the field1

finding walking sticks and ant hills2

the sun flowers grew way high this year3

the empty blue skies and the calm breeze of the winds4

We took that walk so far out in the field5

no worry of a God and no worry of a sin6

no worry of a parent and no worry of getting lost7

we took that walk just so we could remember8

As the walk came so long our knees seemed to buckle and ache9

we got tired of the rocks beneath our feet10

as the sun started to poor down in heat we soaked in sweat11

but none of this mattered since we were kids having fun12

Somewhere along that road was a black feather or two13

naturally we picked them up to put in our hair14

as we collected one by one without a care15

not a care in the world where those black feathers came from16

As more and more seemed to pile up along the road17

we guided our eyes once more around the field18

noticing that the greenery started to fade the more we walked out19

with our walking sticks keeping us up on our feet20

we were explorers..so we thought21

There were to many feathers to carry so we thought we'd keep one22

my friend, theres the bird, shall we give them back?23

we threw them feathers around the bird hoping he'd get up and leave24

"get up and take your feathers home bird.."25

Friends die though, lost friends die..26

I stood there waiting and waiting for him to get up27

thought I would help by poking my stick to make sure if he was awake28

"He's dead.." dead, how can you say that?..he just doesn't know how to fly29

my friend walked away in silence to leave me to beg the bird30

found his way home, as I thought I would help the bird31

"my friend left because of you..I just wanted to help, I can teach you!"32

teach him to what? fly? or awake?33

"Look, bird, you have to get up so I can go home!34

I can't just leave you here for the wolves."35

what wolves? you were in your field, field of what..daisies.36

"Look, bird, you have to get up so I can go home!"37

Finally, an eye blinked and noticed the boy38

excitement grew as did the bird got up and fell back down39

squirming around in pain and flies40

"come on, get up" another poke with the stick to motivate it41

"I guess if you won't get up I'll make you"42

the boy took the bird in his hands as more feathers seemed to fall43

as the long journey back home with a reeking bird in his right hand44

he started to ask questions of why the bird couldn't fly45

the more he pondered the more the bird died46

"come on, you have to fly so I can go home!"47

of coarse the boy soon gave up and went home alone 48

with his stick stuck in the ground in shape of a cross..49