High above the earth he soars
Alighting here, then there
Never still
He is free,
Can come and go when he wishes
He is King of the sky,
He is an eagle.
I too, feel akin to him
Never stopping, never still
Moving forth
Always free
Coming and going as I wish
Living out a lie
Pretending to live
Yet both of us are wrong
We are captives of freedom
We are caught by it
Longing for it,
Thirsting,
Never getting enough.
Yes mighty bird,
You and I are kin
Captives of freedom
Captives of life
Always free
Yet never!
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