I Have A Desire Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I have a desire
A burning desire
To fly as a bird fly, fly, fly.

My feet must be unattached
To this ground whereon
I am condemned – rather my feet –
To touch the ground, always.

Even when I sleep
Somehow I’m rooted to the ground
Whether I will or not.

But to be bird
Then I have power to transgress
What binds me to the ground
To break and to let loose
At least for one short ride
For one brief flight.

And then
And then
I will not care so much
What will happen next:
At last
My supreme wish has been granted

I have defied the gods (if so they be)
(Excuse to science; excuse to reference frames)
That tied me to the ground
And won.