Black Bird

Unlike many other, you’re not cute, not praised.

There you go. Alone in the dark.

Unconsidered. Bringer of a curse.

Even the sun supposes you a threat.

 But there you come, recognizing yourself, with self-control, getting hold of a dream.

You’re a free conductor of a flight, to a hidden place. There, there’s no mockery, no blame.

You are not going to rest, not in peace, there. You are going to be restful.

Full of certainty, you are black, fast and beautiful.