"Not every flying object is a plane! Not every sinking object is a submarine; They could be objects desperate for help..."
......Isqil Najim
An owl suddenly appears… in
daylight
Singing and
hovering around, with deafening shrieks
she flies and
dances in the sky as if possessed
showcasing a talent
so rare
she soars like an
eagle and even outshines the avian queen
she bathes in a
pool and makes the duck yells with envy
People amuse at her
gift.
Clap clap clap wow
wow wow
Overwhelmed with
pride, so it seems
she aims higher and
higher
And romances the
sun at a dangerous height...
Suddenly....a free
fall
While people watch
amusingly
Anticipating the
next spectacle
she landed straight
in an open boiling soup!
A few struggle, a
little desperation..
She ended as a meat
in a lazy hunter's soup
If only people knew
she was blind!
They mistook her
desperation for shelter as rare talent
And applauded her
till she entered her doom!
Not every flying
object is a plane!
Not every sinking
object is a submarine;
They could be
objects desperate for help...
.......Isqil Najim
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