I must grow my own wings
From within an airplane I look out Look about As we soar high above circling vultures Regions and cultures Down below must also be butterflies And conflicts and a handful of lies My mind soars With thoughts tied in mundane lures
The unlikely address of Muse
Reporter: ‘Just setting up my recording device, sir. We shall begin shortly.’ Environmentalist: ‘You’ll make my voice be with you To start just give me a cue’ Reporter: ‘How do you find life in this village?’ Environmentalist: ‘More houses or less houses matter not to me I work for the environment, you see’ Reporter: ‘Since...
