And So the Bird is Ready to Leave the Nest

Tear away from the rest,

go against the stream.

You were chosen to be the one without….

You hold on to yourself,

collar round your throat,

tight,

with a leash tied to it,

strapped to your hand.

You can’t escape yourself now.

You will always know where you are.

Expand your mind to more than the insides of your head,

you try,

but you end up

sprawled on the bed,

sucking your thumb,

like any five your old.

But you aren’t five years old anymore.

Stand on your own legs,

grit your teeth

and smile.

Unleash yourself

upon the world,

feed on it

and it will feed upon you.

Learn new things,

teach old.

The first thing you ever celebrate in life,

is your birthday.

It is the only real tradition you will carry with you through life,

your birthday.

They say you should live in the now,

but also say enjoy life,

don’t grow up to fast,

and don’t forget your roots.

This is one hell of a chicken salad,

and it is impossible to tick them all.

Just make it through the world at your own pace,

replace time with chances and guts,

because you are going to need a lot of that for where you’re going.