Butterflies And Vultures(Types Of People) - Poem by Daniel Hooks
Vultures pick at the bones of broken homes
Butterflies fly but have no where to roam.
The sky is broken dark and bleak
Butterflies don’t live in the real world they are weak.
Most people pick at the bones of people killed by sticks and stones and hurtful words alone.
In this life the butterflies have their wings broken
After just a few days of flight
Vultures live in the real world and they fight
It’s a sad fact
They survive and thrive
Causing trouble and stepping on butterflies with broken wings.
But I am butterfly
I guess I will die in tragedy
With my wings broken
But I think it’s better to live one day as a butterfly
Than an ugly walk on people vulture!
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