A man once found an eagleís egg
And put it in the nest of a barnyard chicken.

The eagle hatched and grew up with the rest
Of a brood of chicks and thought
He didnít look at all the same.

He scratched the earth for worms and bugs
And played a chickenís game.

The eagle clicked and cackled, he made a chickenís sound.
He thrashed his wings, but only flew a few feet off the ground.

Thatís high as chickens fly, the eagle had been told.

The years passed and one day when the eagle was quite old
He saw something magnificent flying very high
Making great majestic circles up there in the sky
Heíd never seen the likes of it. ďWhatís that?Ē he asked in awe,

while he watched in wonder and amazement at the grace
And beauty that he saw.

ďWhy thatís an eagle,Ē someone said. He belongs up there. Itís clear.

Just as we-- since we are chickens-- belong earthbound down here.Ē

The old eagle just accepted that-- most everybody does.

And he lived and died a chicken, for thatís what he thought he was.


-- written by Charles Osgood