babybirdling, the eggsky is a falsehood

babybird you are within the egg
and O, tis gloomy therewithin

you peck and you scrabble and yet
the innards insist
Pull the bits of roofegg back
don't let them go a tumble

we'll be roofless and vulnerable

no above all else
we mustn't break through this dullard's brownsky diameter

o but babybirdling
do Oh Do breakthrough

it's harsh out here at times
but surely
this is the place for flying,ye?