Monday, 8 October 2018

The Man with Wings.


 

The Man with Wings.

The Man on a ground

Watches hawks in the sky

Up and down moves his hand

Hop and hop lift the toes

Triple jump stretching wide

Wing muscles that soft and stiff.

Raise the head to be proud

With the eyes focus highs

Like a bird, the Man begins fly

Woo! Float with clouds..

Ha...ha. Whistling out loud

See the rivers, see the mountain

See the home ground from highs

Full of green and earthly life

While you fly spot the hawks

 With claws comes very close.

It can glide...it can hurt but

Keep the space up and down

Never think you will slip

 You can fly you can fly

Eminence bids “You the man

With wings...With wings”


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