In Parting from the Common Flock.

In parting from The Common Flock.
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In parting from the Common Flock I have found a
Very Odd Bird indeed. Who (in spite of everything)
manages to Fly with Broken Wings.

Nothing can hold it back from the Heavens, but it
chooses to fly headlong into Cages. For it is there
(in confinement) that we come to understand the
Riddle cast by Historys Pages.
(Which has been told, and retold again for many Ages.)

Unlike several other Birds, who wallow pitifully in
their Stool, I understand the prison built by Words,
and choose not to be Destinys' Fool, but my own Self.
(the only Kingdom anyone can Rule.)




J.Stephen.H.