Free as a Bird
She’s caught in the wheel of a plane,
Her feet swing through the air.
She chokes on smoke and exhaust,
As the engine rips her hair.
The plane reaches several hundred feet,
over cities, farms, and shacks.
People watch her flail her arms.
They smile and wave back.
She screams to tell the plane to land
But the pilot hears no sound.
The plane soars higher, faster, still,
Then crashes to the ground
















