IF I COULD FLY LIKE AN EAGLE
By ~ Lun Khuptong
Oh, what it would be like to soar as an eagle
Soaring away from all qualms, emotions, and no cool people or being a nerd
Oh, I long to have my own pair of marvelous feathered wingsI
Wish I had all the tranquility of not worry over all little things
Able to fly away from it all, and twirling and twisting in the wind
Not fretting about every insignificant thing, how many times he had sinned
The only the eagle have to look out for are those pesky hunters and low-flying planes
Soaring away from all qualms, emotions, and no cool people or being a nerd
Oh, I long to have my own pair of marvelous feathered wingsI
Wish I had all the tranquility of not worry over all little things
Able to fly away from it all, and twirling and twisting in the wind
Not fretting about every insignificant thing, how many times he had sinned
The only the eagle have to look out for are those pesky hunters and low-flying planes
The only thing that could get them
downcast would be the usual rains or storm Being able to fly, fly until
it came time needing to rest
Keep flying since the time he first coasted away from the nest
Floating, twisting through the ever-changing breeze
Gliding, skimming just over the tops of the tress
Narrowly dodging the reaching boughs below
Feeling the rush of adrenaline zooming so low
Soaring on the backs of eagles gliding high
What would I do if I Would no longer fly?
Keep flying since the time he first coasted away from the nest
Floating, twisting through the ever-changing breeze
Gliding, skimming just over the tops of the tress
Narrowly dodging the reaching boughs below
Feeling the rush of adrenaline zooming so low
Soaring on the backs of eagles gliding high
What would I do if I Would no longer fly?
©Siamsinna leh Vakiangbu
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