and a lot misunderstood....

he had a look of pain....

and he felt that he should....

he was a broken man when he was born...

and the world just kept piling on weight....

he gathered each load....

and he never whimpered....

no..not a sound he made....

never lost his temper....

no.. not a voice was raised.....

Day after day he looked to the sky...

and he always smiled....

deep down inside, he always knew why....

He was born to fly....

he knew there were wings waiting for him....

when got to the other side....

he knew all about them....

the family beyond the sky.....

everyday he choked back the tears....

Buckled up for the ride....

and ignored all his fears.....

all of the while he knew....

yes he knew.....

he was born to fly....

The world they could crush him....

But they can’t go where he was born to be....

They have all their flesh, bones, and greed....

But they never lived as much as he.....

ground beneath their wheels one day he let go....

and his god let him fly....

not a soul came to see him....

as he lay in the box, smiling wide.....

he didn’t care he was on his way home....

because all of the while he knew....

yes he knew.....

he was born to fly....