A Ride On the Wind

I ride on the wind And fly over the mountains, the trees The unending seas, the long rivers and small streams Over the dry deserts and the still oceans I ride on the wind And fly over the beautiful castles And the small cribs I fly over the rich And I flew over the poor I fly over those praying to the gods in the sky asking for more I fly over those just begging for enough to live I fly over those with greed in their eyes And I flew over those with a dying life , no will to live I fly over the rulers I flew over those who were ruled I flew over those who sit with beautifully arranged plates And I fly over those who had eaten nothing for days I fly over those who look in the dark sky with fear I flew over those who look at the same stars with curiosity I flew over the marvels the man made I flew over burning ruins and corpses the same man had slayed I flew over peace, I flew over wars I flew over happiness and grief I flew over similarities And I flew over differences I ride on the wind I ride past the grey mountains The burnt forest I ride past the dead animals I once flew over life And now I am flying over death