Our Home, Ninovan


Your majesty can not be defined.

Gliding through the air with

wind under your feathers.


Your world has been taken over

Two legged creatures

destroyed the home you knew from birth

For what?

Paper they will write their

inadequate dreams upon then discard.

You deserve better.

You deserve the lands where peace once spread.

You deserve to be praised, and respected.


Before the black hearted people destroyed the land in the name of adventure

Your ancestors, were worshiped by mine.

Only the brave and the wise would be compared to you.

The kind hearted, and the bold would be weary because they did not compare.

When your feathers would fall, even they were in high regard

Worn upon the heads of those deemed worthy.

Now you are fleeting from existence,

For what?

So that they can have bigger homes,

useless things to fill them, and voids as vast as oceans?

They lost sight of you, and when you have completely disappeared

They will post pictures of you with comments about how their loss is great

When really, they never knew you, and never will.