A BIRD IN THE SKY WISHING FOR WINGS

There’s no way in and no way out

You can bang on the door

You can scream and shout

There’s no magic key no payment to make

A begging bowl’s only useful

To a king that is fake

Wanting the profound

Simple won’t do

Simple became profound

While tying up my shoe

The hard drive in my head

Is a rebel without a cause

To enter that world

I could well be Santa Claus

I’ve been addicted to words all my life through

There’s no where to run

And nothing to do

Heard all this before

I get ten out of ten for living in theory

Life is too short

To be contracted and dreary

I’ve read all the books

I can chant and sing

But none of it helps

I am a bird in the sky

Wishing for wings

KUNDA