Wings

I reckon I’m old and out of touch
it usually doesn’t bother me much
until a headline catches my eye
and I think, “who’s that? why did they die?”
or “who’d they catch now, in a lie?”
then I wish that I had wings to fly
over the rainbow, or to Neverland,
where things are easier to understand
evil wears a simpler disguise
and beauty comes as no surprise

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