If only I could fly
I would go high, high, high
And never come nigh
This world of agony. I sigh,
Trying so hard to make my heart mine
But my control seems not to be fine.
If only I could fly
There are many things I will not buy.
I will smile at the moon and sun who greet me, hi
And will care less if anyone says fie,
I will not bother to lie
And I definitely will not mind to die.
If only I could fly,
I would hang in the sky
And watch those whose lives in perfection tie.
I would go beyond the sky
And see how God judges; on a couch, a mat or on the sky ground pry
So I could stop the doubt and sincerely cry
In arms of prayers without forceful lies
If only I could fly
If only I have wings to fly
If only I was born ‘wingful’ to fly
Life would be so much easier.
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014.