I envy
I envy eagles in the sky,
They are so proud and free!
I envy dolphins swimming by
And jumping in the sea!
I’d rather
get a pair of wings
And leave the fussy land!
I’d rather
have two supple fins
I’d rather… but I can’t.
I envy people
free of thoughts,
That they will have to die,
And being careless like Gods,
They feel benign and high!
And all my duties I’d forgot
And feel my life with joy.
I’d be a hobo… but I can’t
My fate is a decoy.
I envy people, who can love,
Without substantial gain.
They roved along the secret path,
Ignoring shame and pain.
And I provoke my heart in vain,
It gives me no reply…
It’s like
a tomb of former fame,
It lost its skill to fly!
My envy’s not an evil force.
It hurts just me
inside
And no one
guesses on the Earth
What is my real desire!