In the Open Sky

Birds I believe live more freely; for if they could write their feelings, they would go like this…

In the open sky 
I soar above high
Where air of freedom abounds
And love and hate don’t fight like hounds
Looking down,
I see people frown
When life is too small
To waste it walking tall.
Where ants are more civilized
And sharks are more polite
Where trees are cut down
And seeds of caste,gender and religion are sown
Where earth is drenched in blood
While the sea of tears flood
Where idols are prayed
While real women are raped
It’s good I soar above high
In the open sky
Where air of freedom is sweet
And love knows no limit. 

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