by Shawnong

Are these wings of mine

Strong enough to lift my tired soul

Above from the endless craze

The pointless fantasy, a flimsy imagery

Yet drawn so seductively

Or will these wings of mine

Get caught in between the cogs

Of this ravenous machine

Will these wings of mine

Fly me fast enough

To shatter barriers of misguided ideals

Or will they freeze on droplets of liquidated dreams

Are these wings of mine

Capable of bringing me home

Or will they lose me to eternity

Dropping me far below

Is home the place I should be

Or will it just be another retrograde show