Born from ashes,
Alive through fear of others.
Beautiful creature,
Yet hides a tortured soul.
Feathered wings,
Cannot bring him to heaven.
Red and gold,
Reflects the harshness of the sun.
Gentle eyes,
Know the name of a killer.
And when he dies,
One more cycle has been completed.
He will be born again.
Every day,
He begs forgiveness for his sins.
But knows,
He expects too much.
