Hidden Treasures Poem by Cliff Ceekay

She had a horrible voice;
Her singing was nothing but noise
No one wanted to play with her;
For, she didn't know how to spur
"You're too brawny for a bird"
Countless times had they said

Though was dying to be normal,
She could deny herself no more
One night she sneaked out to seek answers
Answers that lied within self, not in others
To experience life in a novel dimension,
She first had to suffer dire rejection

Craving to be one among queens and kings;
She mustered courage, spread her wings,
And Soured in the highest of spaces
Places meant for none but aces
The risk-takers that dare to try
The bold that gravity dare to defy

Replacing singing and playing,
Was the newly discovered ability—flying
This much she grasped and achieved
In self, because she first believed
Earning a name so regal
‘The mighty eagle! '