An outcast in the world
I set out to find greater hope
To wish for more
And find my belonging
An outcast in the world
I found myself not what I wanted
But rather what they said
Big, loud and full of hate
An outcast in the world
I could not belong
Swatting me
And chasing me with nets
An outcast in the world
I was an outcast here too
No one cared to see me
Or to share my magic
An outcast in the new world
I was hunted
Called a rare breed
Running was all I could do
An outcast in the world
I tried to hide
But my wing grew tired
And I looked for cover in a simple nest
An outcast in the world
Totally worn out
I wanted rest
So there I lay
An outcast in the world
They hunted me down
Tired, I gave up the fight
My faint heart barley beat
An outcast in the world
They took me apart
And laid me to rest
On that dissection board
Author notes
http://thisyearsgirl.deviantart.com/art/The-Wing-Collector-40821271
Credit to thisyearsgirl at Deviant Art
A contest entry
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Comments
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The repetition of the word "outcast" isn't really necessary
I enjoyed the way you showed the downfall though, and subsequent end on a chopping board
Thank you for entering my contest and good luck
Shari
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excellent flow
wow beautifully written I can see hidden meaning in this i hope you slow down and find out who you are!
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I like the flow of this poem nicely done
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