I Began to Fly

He made me believe I was a sad little bird

With broken wings

Ugly feathers

I couldn’t sing

He kicked me and I stumbled off a cliff

Instinctively, I began to fly!

I didn’t fall

Nor did I die

It was he who flapped his wings

And didn’t rise–

He couldn’t fly

To my surprise

The wind caught my feathers

I glided higher

Elated, I realized

I was a damned good flyer

I sang a song

My first in a while

My friends began to dance

And encouraged me with a smile