What to be
If I weren’t me
What would I be?
If I could escape my humanity
What to be… Let me see…
If I could be changed into anything
I could become a roaring lion king
I’d defend the pride with claws and teeth
A flowing mane would be my virile wreath
Maybe I wouldn’t care
Tromping along like a big ol’ bear
I’d eat berries and some grubs
For dessert some pureed bugs.
How about something regal
Perhaps a great big soaring eagle
I would fly in heavenly skies
Gliding on the wind up high
I’d be free of my humanly gifts
My family I would mostly miss
I’d have peers to whom I couldn’t converse
I think I’d be lonely on this earth
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