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The Little Bird Born With One Wing
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Individuality, Never Conformity! From the earth and the heavens
as life goes round and round
there was a little bird born with just one wing.
The little bird lived a simple life enjoying
what life could offer it.
Nature accepted for what it was.
As the little bird grew other normal, two-winged birds
looked upon this poor creature with disdain, hate, indifference, and apathy.
They placed readily made judgments and stereotypes and prejudices upon the little thing.
They spread rumors that were incidentally meant to cause harm.
All the things that were said or gestured or thought of
were injurious to the little bird's heart.
Why would these normal birds who can fly in high altitudes do these things?
Just because the one-winged bird was not born normal?
Just because this bird is different from the rest?
Just because this bird doesn't seem to fit in and thus not be deserving for a right to live just like the others?
Just because the little bird was regarded as Nature's reject born as both a social and biological failure?
And why would the other birds stigmatize this bird for not being "physically or mentally or spiritually or even emotionally" conforming to the mainstream?
But the little one-winged bird lives.
It's brought into this world as an opportunity to live its life just like the others when Nature intended it so.
It's absolutely distasteful that conformity will oppress the ones that are judged as rejects, failures, evil, crazed, "ignorant" even though they may be not, or as nonconformists attacking the rigid status quo.
It's absolutely abhorrent that other so called "normal" birds would judge or misconstrue others quickly because they think they know better.
Because they think they know the system better.
Because they think they can fly "properly" with two wings.
But what about the little one-winged bird who tries to fly everyday despite these diatribes?
Despite how these normal birds would harshly use their hurtful words against this little bird.
Despite how the little bird fought back just try to fit in with the rest of the world.
Despite how the little bird knew who it really was and how the other birds were ignorant because they didn't know who the little bird truly is.
Despite how the little bird tried and tried to make itself be accepted by others.
Despite how it only wanted acceptance and recognition.
Or what about how this one-winged bird would cry every night right before it went to sleep because its feelings were crushed when others told the little bird, "You can't fly. You're not like us. So die..."
The little bird's heart everyday grew more and more empty.
It's heart was once filled with calm and love and happiness but that quickly faded away.
The home called "the heart" was awaiting for someone to come home.
For someone to enter
For someone to accept
For someone to understand...
No one came.
So the little bird's heart is now empty.
As time passes it gradually closed its heart to the world and the other "normal" birds around it.
This poem speaks so much of society today and how it tries to mold people into what is normal and accepted. To society there is such a specific type of beauty and way a human being should live sometimes.I think a lot of us are all little birds without wings just trying to find ourselves in a world that doesn't always want us to go on that journey.
I can relate to this poem in a lot of ways possible, such as having to feel as if the world of soceity today, doesn't want you to be yourself, for the world may think of you as weird, crazy, insane, or just out of your stinkin' mind just for being your own person. It hurts, but as I go on with my life, I just shake it off, and do what I always do, and that is, to just live my life without the world trying to mold me into what is supposed to be normal and not out of the ordinary. It's sad that society would treat those who are different in a way that would hurt them as individuals. People are different in their own ways, and that's what makes us all pretty, all beautiful, and most of all, totally unique in our own sense of self!! =)
I have linked a copy of your poem here to the head of the Longfellow Society of Poetry here in Mass to be read at the end of this month at their monthly meeting. I won't be attending because Im sick with bronchitus but I told our leader how our piece impacted me and asked she share your work with the others..Longfellow Poetry Society is at the Wayside Inn in Sudbury Mass if you wanted to know...
ABsolutely outstanding, excellent, hest thing I've read on this site all year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Beautifully soulful and evocative, I hope you published this other places, big smiles......it touched my heart what more can I say then it's wonderful!!