Wings

Cut the wings, it'll still flap of whatever that is left.

Or hold the wings, it'll still try to escape!

There is nothing that can stop it from being itself.

It doesn't need wings, it has a cape!

It is more than what one can see,

No, don't think, that's the end.

It's strong, don't belittle it, because hey!

It has everything, more than you can lend.

The sun is out, it's a new day,

With broken wings, attempts to fly.

Falls on the ground, but alive, because hey!

You cut its wings, not it's desire to try.

It still goes to places, with one hop at a time.

As it now knows, there's no escape.

So what if it can't fly?

It knows it is meant to go places with its cape. :)