Trapped in a tower high up in the sky,
Overlooking the world but unable to fly.
From my back grow black wings of my own,
Tail feathers stretch from my tailbone.
I rip my shirt and set my wings free,
Plumage covers me modestly.
I fly over flowery fields,
To new possibilities the horizon yields.
Soaring at great speeds, going where the wind leads,
I land, smelling the flowers now within my reach.
A man walks close, but I’m not scared,
I flap my wings, and the flowers shake.
A gust so strong, his stride impaired,
Wings so fierce, to the skies I take.
To the safety of my tower I return,
Curled in my wings beside a fern,
In my quiet tower, I wait and yearn.
Did these quite some time ago and never got to everyone else sadly 😔 I personally always have a hard time figuring out what Optimus would look like as a human! 🤔