It's A Bird, No It's A Kite Poem by Antonio Liao
It's A Bird, No It's A Kite
dream
close to me open
my eyes and let there be free,
for a wings
that surf neither stop
or come to see, and the beautiful sky
reaches to the clouds to attest
that its the bird
not the kite touches the wind, beneath
the wings
Hallelujah,
comes the sight that blinds the might,
as the strength cool the weak
and the brave harpoon the coward
to fight and win...
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