I Am...Free?
This poem may sound like it's about a word, but really the whole thing is a metaphor about the people who are 'shot down' because they seem so happy, and others aren't okay with that. It doesn't necessarily mean killing, but just ending all their happiness. ANOTHER POEM BY DIANA KOURT... ENJOY!
Not a problem to worry you, not one worry.
You feel the wind blowing through your wings,
Feeling strong and mighty, like a king.
There's a sound like that of a crack of lightning,
The feeling, the noise it's all so frightening.
You soar down, hitting things with a crash
Suddenly you see your whole life flash.
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