If I could fly, I’d go high into the sky and beyond.
If I could go away, sigh from being high and yonder.
Life’s a dream that could be real to the feel.
Instead, we’re awake not fake.
Be real and don’t steal.
If I could fly, I’d go high into the sky and beyond.
If I were Icarus I’d go higher and higher.
Like Icarus, fly afar and closer to the sun.
But that would be suicide.
Be real and don’t deal.
If I could fly, I’d go high into the sky and beyond.
If the world was four sided, I’d be square.
Like a lighter its flame will die.
Except if it’s topped up.
Be real and don’t kill.
If I could fly, I’d go high into the sky and beyond.
High as a cloud floating but not sinking.
Put your wings on to fly like me.
Keep away from fear.
Be real steer clear.
Take care!
Prof. Carl Boniface