A beautiful eagle

soars in a cloudless sky

Yet look closer

Under feathers

Buried is carved wood

Coupled with the scent of earthbound soil

Misplaced trust

In the hands of a foolish creator

Entwined with a high sky

An ambitious dream

A rose embedded in your heart

slowly growing thorns

A pretty lie

Laid gently down

on your gravestone

once a beating heart

now lost and distant

Scratched out

Buried deep beneath

Now filled with your so-called truths

Whose heart will beat for you now

Wistful eyes

I watch from afar

Majestic wings come to a halt

And down… down

Realising too late

it was only a little wooden sparrow

cloaked in fake feathers

This blunder lay on its shoulders

My advice fell on deaf ears

Yet after all this time

You fill my dreams

Cloud my sleep

Under a sky with no stars