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MERCY KILLING

MERCY KILLING

As a one-way butterfly
She only knew down
Even bright colors
Tarnish in the dark

Takes faith
To fly high
Fear of fallingΒ 
Ties you to the ground

She lay pinned
Only to stare at the heights
Unobtainable bluesΒ 
Held down by disbelief

Lying on her back
Only an occasional flutter
Dreams without wings
Don’t change where you are

β€œJimmy how cruel!! The poor butterfly”
β€œHey! I was just putting it out of its misery,
After all a butterfly that can’t fly,Β 
that has to be miserable!”

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Dean Kuch

Hey, John.
I can't say why, really, but the image of a young Jodi Foster lying on her back in a seedy hotel in the movie "The Taxi Driver" popped into my brain-pan as I read this.
I sense the "butterfly" is a metaphor for a life much more substantial.
Jodi's character was a runaway girl trapped in a world of prostitution and drugs and Robert DeNiro (the taxi driver) felt he could be her savior.
He was wrong.
Excellent and expressive.
I enjoyed this raw and poignant piece of writing.
~Dean Kuch
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John DeFoore Jr

It is indeed a broader statementΒ 
appreciate you reading
john

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John DeFoore Jr

Many flap weakly backs to the ground safer to be crushed than fly and fall.
john

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sparrowsong

Hello John...

Faith can make it fly again...

Without it, then smush...

All in the hands of the holder...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Keith Fitzsimons

"Fear of falling ties you to the ground"

Well written poem sir!

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