IRON BIRD

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    IRON BIRD

    You took my dream, my only gleam!
    And made me freak and scream
    I watch you floating across trhe lonesome sky
    As i held my head up high
    Waving a tentative good-bye

    You are the most vicious bird I have ever seen
    Tough like steel
    a heart of stone
    that could not interpret the secret code
    of the only one I have ever known

    If i could but shot that iron bird
    Then others would be in the dirt
    And left me to greeve
    over my beloved deceased
    Don't let me, please.



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    Grito commented on IRON BIRD

    03-30-2009

    Don't shoot that bird but grow your wings to fly free.

    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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