If I had Wings
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If I had wings
Then I could fly,
And paint the sky,
With pain and surprise.
If dreamers
Always dreamt
Then life would be good,
The shadows of death
Would be much understood.
If humans
Always love,
And children
Always laughed,
Then this colorblind world
Would be in rehab,
Fixing hatred
Stemmed from fixated lies.
If people
Didn’t expire,
And their lives
Were well spent,
Then clouds would
Never of had
The chance to have wept.
If sin
Wasn’t second nature,
But peace instead,
Kum-ba-ya
Would be over said.
If we
Got rid of the “if’s”
And fixed this mess,
Then my painted sky
Would be a portrait
Of the oppressed.