I have strong wings
to fly in the sky,
I wish to live in the clouds;
but I haven`t got
"go-ahead" yet -
I only can watch others.
The others always
have an open passage
to rise like a bird to the clouds;
but one of them - by nature -
has ostrich wings,
another one is creeping -
by nature.
I have strong wings
and a flaming heart;
but...
a blind alley is
my present destiny despite.
My flaming heart
gets bled white
through years of waiting
for "the green light".
July 2004
Blind alley
© Copyright: Игорь Статус, 2006
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