Limping Goose Script
The weight of two
wings
on one leg,
the other
broken one
already airborne,
barely,
at a crooked,
hanging angle.
Still with the flock,
limping,
grounded for grazing,
only your
capacity for flight
not falling behind now.
And for any chance
of recovery,
if only spiritually:
you need set
a further goal,
one not possibly walkable.