Flying With A Broken Wing Poem by Ulysses Cabinatan

Flapping
But cannot soar high
Feeling the pain
Hurting on my wing
Wounded
Hit by a careless stone
From sling shot of an arrogant hunter

So now flying with a broken wing

Betrayed
That’s how I felt
How another can hurt
Another creature with a good heart
Aching
Hurting
The pain in my wing
took all the pleasure in anything.
Flap
Soar
Down
Weary
Strength starts to erode
Despair
No it’s not the cure for a broken wing

Fly,
Continue to fly
Count the blessings
Enlightenment
Time will heal my broken wing
Strong will
Persevere
I would soon be back to my old self.
Would soon be back to a happy place
Soon I can I can fly again with peace
higher and higher
better and better
Until I reach the place
my goal
Where lovely larks sing
Where lovely falcons can enjoy an eternal spring
This broken wing
Cannot rob my will, my true being
Still I am loving, giving and caring
Time will heal
And I will fly with a healthy wings again