Wishing
For Wings
By
R.e. Taylor
I
wish for a set of wings
I
don’t want to be an angel
I
don’t want to go to Heaven
There
is no way I would be welcome there
I
just want to fly above the clouds
I want
to look back on this sad planet
With
all of its blue and green
No
borders or governments
Where
people are mere specks
No
races or religions
Just
one people living together
Sharing
this sad little world
I
wish for a set of wings
I
don’t want to be an angel
I
don’t want to go to Heaven
I
only want to see life as it should be
Is
that too much to ask
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