I was a feather floating free
with all my friends and family.
I followed them.
I learned to fly.
I learned to lie
and blow around this empty sky -
...just like them.
In wind, I did a somersault -
was told that nothing was my fault.
I followed them.
Without a care,
I learned to swear
and then accepted any dare -
...just like them.
The wind had tossed me to and fro,
first left, then right you'd see me go.
I followed them.
I learned to think.
I learned to drink,
precariously on the brink -
...just like them.
The gusty wind had taken toll.
I found myself in deep, black hole.
I followed them.
Like feather in
the wayward wind,
but learned that day that I had sinned -
...just like them.
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