Oh me oh my i wish i could fly
like a bird high in the sky
you ask me why
its so my troubles may pass me by
that is why i wish i could fly
for on land their is only angry man that fight for lands they say is theirs
or go to wars for metals fuels and furs
were their is land their is wars
but if i may fly like a bird in the sky
the pain and strain shall pass me by for i em free from greed and power and see only peaceful sky
and that is why i wish i could fly
A nice poetic imagination, Deacon. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks
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but if i may fly like a bird in the sky the pain and strain shall pass me by for i em free from greed and power and see only peaceful sky... a meaningful poem especially in today's context. thank u very much dear poet. tony