Challenge Ended
Transform as a bird (your favorite bird) and let us read a prose of what you see in this world in your bird's point of view.
Ended January 2, 2015 • 2 Entries • Created by Gehenna
Challenge
Transform as a bird (your favorite bird) and let us read a prose of what you see in this world in your bird's point of view.
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Challenge
Transform as a bird (your favorite bird) and let us read a prose of what you see in this world in your bird's point of view.
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The morning dove
Flying high above the ground
The sky, to me, is safe and sound.
I land upon a chestnut tree, utterly horrified at what I see.
A little girl, lying on the ground,
Bleeding, crying, screaming loud.
A man stood over her, gun in hand,
Laughing maniacally, thinking its grand.
I flew down furiously and pecked at his ears,
The mother dove in me was something to be feared!
The man ran away, abandoning the girl,
Who was lying on the ground, in her own curls.
The blood soaked ground was a sign for me,
The human world isn't all it's cracked up to be.