Cosmo-Real

Everytime a bird goes by
I, too, want to fly
I have always been fascinated
By things of the sky
Life here is some charm-spell-dream
The people rich and poor are prisoners all
Chained by the limits of earth's boundaries
Chained by the limits of earth's seven seas
Chained by the limits
Of earth's ironies
I take te risk to rebel
Even if earth is heaven or maybe hell
I'm sure as either it would do quite well
There are wars in heaven
No doubt it spread to earth
Which resembles descriptions of hell
What care I
I do defy
The monotony's earth's sameness constant strife
The helpless of earth futile death-life
I do defy
don't dare ask me further why
I do not speak if what I think
I feel
I feel

This earth's whole scene is cruel
And crude
Cut off from communication
With everything
That is Cosmo-Real

Sun Ra