I Wish I Were a Bird

I woke up this morning with birds: seemed like fighting, I could imagine the worms minced and melted in their nebs. Their living is superb, they can fly, they can touch the sky and dive to catch the tiny mantes and flies. This wonderful world is full of complexity the goal of life can kill, the body and soul are sold to evil because of cupidity. Lick and suck to ty people, until they lose their integrity, their trait and faith fade all turmoils emerge. One day they'll wake up, on the platform full of venoms, values are gone their pith is in ill. They can't change and cure their lifestyle due to the ruthless in their blindfolded eyes. I wish I were just a bird that could freely reach the rainbow, without seeing those hazardous beings that could stop my breathing.