Author: Weapon PM
Something I may never do. sighRated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 77 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-10-05 - id: 1831452
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The mind, they say, from freedom springs
Then why have only angels wings?
And why have birds the right to fly?
And am I consigned to die
Looking toward that blue, blue sky...
But, I guess, it's not all bad.
I've no right to be so sad.
I have the earth, and so its kind
Which brings a little thought to mind...
Who let fate become so blind?
You know what? I wanna fly too.