The Plane

I saw the model of a plane

Hinged to the ground

But the winds turned

Its blade around.

It seemed as the bondage

Was its plight

From which it wanted to break free

And take a flight.

A thought was born in my mind

What if everyone be as brave?

Dispose their fears and boundaries

Do what they love and crave

Forgetting about the restrictions and rules

Made by the societies fools.

What if everyone got equal opportunities?

To show the world their talent and

To explore their capabilities

Not worrying about basic human needs

Only focusing on their deeds.

For then the world would bloom

Without hatred, without fights

Just beautiful skies

And you, yes you need to open your eyes

And see even the smallest sights

For that could even inspire

More than you desire…