What Should I Be
If I were a bird to be
Which one would I choose, let me see
Should I be a high flying eagle
My ambition drawing upwards the lowly people
Else I could be a silky white dove
Wandering in search of the elusive love
I’d rather be a colourful parakeet
And wish good morning to all I would meet
A bright yellow canary
Would sing to the lost one, a sweet lovely melody
If I were to choose a proud peacock
My feathers I would spread in dance and to the jungle tune rock
A mocking bird would complete the feat
And mimick the world to its own beat
But I would never ever want to be a greedy raven
Whose black feathers speak of a dishonest haven.
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