The vulture

==the vulture: by sean kahl==
a little egg now cracks open to view the new world
a tiny vulture pops out of the egg and begins to unfurl
a face as ugly as sin forever outcasted by others
trembleing in sorrow but no one bothers
heart broken by solitude forever
shuned by his other birds of a feather
alone in the cold dark world he flys
forever serching in the vast open sky
always punished by hate and loathing
with his soul burned and scorching
an angle who is forever in a living hell
only hated from hideous look and putred smell
though hated his soul flys high
though most would wish for him to die
his soul important for the balance of nature
although the others my hate the vulture.
==reason for writeing==
my name is sean kahl and through out my life i have been tormented by bullies for my aperance. however my passion and soul as beautiful as the lotis flower. with my pain i wrote the vulture to show my pain.
==what do you think of the poem?==