"Wings"

I am a poet and I wish to fly,
On wings of an angel, or those of hell's beasts.
I am a poet and I wish to fly.
My feet on the ground - I reach for the sun.

I have my visions, they help me to see,
That there is true love, and anger and greed.
I have my visions, they help me to see,
My wings, and the Angels, and all that can be.

I am an artist and my soul is free,
To roam and to fly and to fall and to flee.
I am an artist and my soul is free,
To laugh, and to show, and to live and to be.

I am a scholar and now I decree,
My path is of knowledge, I want to be wise.
I am a scholar and now I decree,
My path is of peace - no wars shall I miss.

I am a wanderer, now I shall go,
Wherever I see and free I shall roam.