The walking bird

Someday I was wandering
and I stopped for a second
I sat by the grass and watched
A bird passing by
I was surprised when I noticed
That a flying bird decided
to spent his morning
walking.
I lost track of time
Lost myself
In the walking bird
I don't know how much time
I spent there
However the bird
Would never fly

I came back home this day
Wondering why wouldn't the bird fly?
and I came back the other day
To see the bird once again
Walking the entire morning
Bird
Why won't you fly?
Away from here
Anywhere
Across the oceans
Throughout the mountains
Passing by the fields
Around the world

The bird could have been
Anywhere
But it stayed there
Walking through this little park
Day by day, till the end

I came back another day
Now there were two walking birds
None of them would fly
Then three, then four
Then a thousand walking birds

They have created
The country of the
walking birds

Every bird was born
Being able to fly
Though they just stood
right there, walking
In the country
of the walking birds

They made competitions
to see which bird could run faster
They even named them
The Olympics of the walking birds

They complained about their wings
These wings are too heavy!
Yes! They slow us down!

and I could never understand
How can something
decides to stay on the ground
if it is able to fly?

Dear walking bird,
my friend.
You have wings on your back
You have freedom on your hands
Why won't you fly?
Why?

I could never understand
Why the walking bird
Stayed
Forever
on the ground

and I was there
every day
going to the same place
doing the same thing
over and over again

But I could never understand
How can a bird have wings
And never flies?