I wish, I could grasp unto the sky and fly, fly with the birds, with the clouds I’d look around and see the shining light of the sun, the glorious wind of the clouds. I’d look down and see smiling faces, laugh of joy. But as I open my eyes to come back to reality, I see misery madness sadness. I see people on the side of the street asking for mercy for dimes, nickels, quarters anything to feed their kids and the people walk by them and laugh or call them pathetic
As if their better than them. As I close my eyes to go back to my dreamland everything’s better, why why, as if god is showing me the difference between the great land and the land down under. So I open my eyes with love in my heart with the feeling that I know I must finish my work here on earth, and even with my little part done only then will the world be a better place.