Pilot's Autobiography
Pilot's Autobiography
The world is ruled by those who can fly
More and more people live up the sky.
I appreciate why rooftops are painted-
On the maiden flight I could have fainted!
There's traffic and movement in the air,
You must trust guts to avoid losing hair!
I did my time with wind and flying gods
Not time in frolic or fickle of the toads!
I read and wrote love letters as I flew
Cockpit was mine; home in which I grew.
I crossed every Sea, Mountains in snow
Not least deserts where hot winds blow.
Supersonic Thing crossed every town
Stipples pointed up like finger of a clown.
Wasteland and all, I did zoom past
Appreciating Nature beautiful and vast.
But, most of all, whenever I flew so high
I knew and felt that Almighty was nigh!
17th Sept' 2013
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