I want to fight
use my energy well
don’t want to lie down
and wait for hell
to welcome me inside
I want to take flight
use the wind below my wings
fly across my hometown
Hear the kids yell
Look up at the skies
There’s a Black Angel
with a wicked glint in his eye
He’s watching from above
He’s taking his time
Taking time
Image adapted from a photo by Solen Feyissa (@solenfeyissa) at unsplash.com
