The Way Things Are
A poem by Rowan about Queerness, Protectiveness, Mentorship, & Fate
The young sparrow alights upon the branch
If I could save it from its fate I would
I never see the hawk in time
If I could break off one of the spokes
If I could jam it into the wheel of time
If I could stop the hurting heart
I would, in an instant I would
I don’t think fate is just to people like us
I don’t think the sparrow deserves it
To have the innocence of beauty crushed
The hawk flies, just as the sparrow does
How can he not see?
I have grown thick mammalian skin
This sparrow shouldn’t have to choose
Between being killed, and being destroyed
About the Creator
Rowan Riley
I've been writing since I was very young and am trying to put myself out there by sharing some of my works, both new and old.
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