Maybe One Day

Maybe one day. Maybe~ one day l will fly away, Fly away to the moon, And dance among the stars, To discover the essence of spring, On Jupiter and on Mars, Ceteris~paribus (other things being equal), To fill my heart with tranquility, Fill it with harmony, And feel the sounds of silence Maybe l’ll then smile with my heart. Maybe one day l’ll fly away, To a world of realists not idealists, Where politics is never deemed a game, Somewhere where there is true benevolence, Not benevolence to profiteer and make name, A place where politicians don’t flaunt egotist credentials, And absolute fabrication persists never. I would love that kind of a place, Away from the traffic boom, Too far from the insanity of mankind, So far from the energy crisis and global warming pronouncing world doom Maybe one day l will fly way, I might not have to, If there be world war three, Be it the last nail on the coffin of world problems, Be it not, I’ll just have to fly away, And see if dreams come true, What has been, will not be, What will be, that has never been, Life runs in cycles. So I’ve been told and so I believe.