Bird ~ Can’t ~ Fly
“In futility amidst all needing repair, he tries but just can't get it to work.
Daily, weight is heaved upon his shoulders... Everytime he tries to break free he's met with yet another obstacle.
Chop off his hands, bolt him to the Earth, and gut him...
Yet, he still yearns to fly... To take all into the boundless all... To set us all free...
One day the shackles will finally fall and he'll take us all soaring into the airy
Old Foosball Player in Mexico.