If I could fly like my friend,
Him
And survey man’s dominion
I would feel a oneness
A harmony
And empathy
With life and mother nature;
Away from man’s
Demonic reasoning
And death deemed just
And dehumanizing
And I could tell my friend
Him
I see the light, and feel the breeze
Of freedom in thought
And fancy
Of trainers with suits
And odd socks and caps
And tongue of many languages
And as we…
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