The Time Has Come

Its bad enough not to be able to fly,
To have wings but they could melt in the toxic sky

No opportunity to say bye bye,
And leave all the mundane hue and cry.

Dont they get tired of waiting ,
For things to happen and life to start ?
Dont they get tired of hating ,
Things that matter and options that smart?

Only idiots would think that the waiting lounge is the flight!
But morons , ( you never know ) prefer dragon-flies over kites !

The radio static gets too loud at times,
Honestly words, very few at the moment rhymes.

Feel like laughing at the foolish sky...
When it smiles at its silly high.

Little does it know that in its quest for star
The sun will be gone and light will be far

It will be soon stars but a dark lonely night ,
The stars are the tears that it may not be able to fight.

Let the wings soar and come on fly away
Leave all this today to yesterday's yesterday

The phoenix has risen..the bird will flap
World Behold !! Its time to clap .