An Eagle's flight and A dreamer's fright.

The evening was beautiful, the wind dressed in incense,

A drizzle was coming, I went out to look at the sky.

I felt like running untill I couldn't breathe,

But I knew I wouldn't be able to fill my lungs.

I gazed up at the sky with disappointment,

And saw an eagle flying to its nest, perhaps.

Naked, with no comforts, no planes or bikes to ride, 

How uncivilized and unsophisticated their lives are.

But they are living, and I am comforting.

- The_RO_Ideology