I was once a bird who'd flown freely across the world.
I felt extravagant back then.
Nothing beat the miraculous view up there.
Every day was a eureka moment.
I whispered to myself—
“I am free.”
But I was too careless.
I disregarded the bullet, pointed at my head.
I didn't notice someone was behind me.
A predator who'd go after my life.
He shot me.
Locked me in a cage.
Plucked my feather one by one.
Freedom slipped out of my hand.
And I turned into nothing but a flightless bird.
A bird whose life had been enclosed into nothingness.
From a bird who lavished on freedom's touch
to a bird who sought for it even at midnight.
"Farewell, my beloved sovereignty,
See you in the next life".
Layout: Dane Navarro
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