To address poverty.

The eagle stands tall

The parrrot dances

They all have one thing in common

They all have wings.

To lift them up and carry them away swiftly across the wind

Each year migrating to new land

To new hopes of surviving the snowstorm

Called life.

But have you ever heard of the lost tale

Of the bird with no wings?

Nothing to carry them up

Yet nothing to hold them down

The fish may not be a bird

The fish may not be able to fly

There fins pushing them as fast as they can across the dark salty ocean depths

The fish wants to be a bird.

As the birds fly across the clouds

The fish swims as fast as it can

To catch up

Jumping out of the water into air before coming back down into the sea

And stopping when it sees land

They will not migrate

They will swim in the same circle

For years to come

Avoiding the coral and plastic in the water.

However, you don’t need to be born with wings

To fly.

The fish can swim upwards

And jump into the surface.