Monday, 4 January 2016

That Broken Crane

That crane,
Was flying freely in the blue sky,
Step on the ground once in a while,
It flew again to reach the highest possible,
Higher and higher,
That crane,
Was flying freely above the greeny roof,
Slows down and stop on a branch,
It flew again without stop,
Farther and farther,
That crane,
While following the right path,
Stumble upon the unseen,
Broken to pieces,
It fell to the ground,
Hard and harsh,
That crane,
Lay on the ground,
Then look to the sky,
That broken crane,
Will start to fly again.


(3ak, 0109, 03012016)