Oh to be a butterfly
flying high in the sky
to escape the pettiness and the lies
Oh to be a butterfly
Oh to be a colorful kite
sailing through the summer breeze
to escape the dream of love that never appears
Oh to be a colorful kite
Oh to be an eagle
soaring way above the land
to escape the schemes and manipulations of man
Oh to be an eagle
Oh to be a man
with abilities to control and decieve
to escape guilt and conscience
Oh to be a man
I am not
a butterfly
eagle
or man...
I do possess a conscience
therefore, I stand condemned to suffer silence....
Oh to be.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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