David Finkelstein

Mrs. Bemis

Journal entry; Flying Humans

How does one describe what it is to have wings?

To be able to gracefully soar,

And to glide, through the clouds.

On strong powerful wings, and

With my hollow bones,

Flying is so effortless, as natural

As walking. To as me how I fly,

Is to ask you how you move your eyes.

But to lack the use of hands,

And have but toes to grip,

The life of a flying one isn’t,

As simple as you may think.

Although we have wings,

In place they are of hands,

And try, some day, to walk around,

In modern society, with a pair

Of wings sticking out, from beneath your back.

Located at our shoulder blades,

Our bodies are quite different.

Our eyesight is more adapted,

For honing in on things, but not nearly

As strong as a hawks. It’s fun to soar

Above the clouds,

Not a care in the world. But remember that

Many of us are still born, and cast back into

The regular world, where we are undoubtedly

Cast out, or put up for display. Looked on as freaks,

As humans with wings, not as a completely

New species. As everyone debates, of another

Species after the humans, ours is now developing,

We speak with our eyes, a blink here meaning

“Hi’ and there meaning “No”, and in some cases,

A wink and a nudge can mean: “Go hide, a human!”

Many of us pretend to not be homo-sapiens, but really we are,

Just with an added “feature”. I think it is wrong,

To completely ignore our heritage. I am only

Releasing these words so other can understand

Us and have a new perception. For recently

It was discovered, that in the humans’ society

It is often one lies, or exaggerates, to simply

“Puff up” ones ego, while here it is strictly forbidden, while stealing is greatly encouraged (provided the victim

be a competitor for a lady or a,

good reason is had). ●