A Broken Feather Poem by Antonio Williams

A broken feather
as it drifts slowly in the breeze
how lonely and fragile it is
as it is intimidated and trumped on
the benevolence and magnificence,
all the goodness forgotten
It floats lazily with patience
awaiting the breeze of the season
strong and caressing: full of life
and hopes that love really goes on
smoothly, calmly without strife
but as it looks down from heights
It sobs a tear; the injustices
the pitiless hypocritical human heart
It sighs and dances in fright.