Birds

We flock, continue the way
Along our path in the sky
Aligned perfect accordance
Knowing our purpose with the group up high
Our brothers and sister close in touch
Providing comfort from the high winds
That makes walls of chilling air
That crawls under our feathers
But we search, ever searching
Food for the survival of our people's
Mind, culture, ways of life
With our claws we build the foundations
On the lands of our ancestors before
We build for the ones that come after
When our own life goals are seen fulfilled
We strive not just for ourselves
But for the families and friends
Who have taken us under their wing
They are the teachers of
What it truly means to
Be an adult in this society
Then when we finish
Then and only then
We know where we perch onto the tree.