Could be us

You see these birds.
This could be us.
Floating in air without a fuss about what’s ridiculous.
We would brush our pointy beaks,
understand each other even before we would speak,
and shit on people we didn’t like.
I could teach you to spread your wings and aim to soar high.
Together we would discover our greatest might.
The whole sky would be our paradise.

You see these birds.
This could be us.
Gliding through clouds without a fuss about what is right.
We would explore new worlds,
all islands and seashores,
and give a damn about what didn’t work.
We would mate at the top of Elbrus and plan to go high.
Together we would fly through Northern lights.
The whole sky would be our paradise.

You see these birds.
This could be us.
Floating in air without a fuss.
But we are just humans
in shackles of what we call society.
And it’s utterly impossible
for me to convince you
that even if we are not birds
this could still be us.

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