I feel better when I am… (an eagle).
An eagle does not belong in a cage and it’s not for me,
Let me out of the 9-5, that’s my plea!
To soar above the trees and the hills;
Without the care of green dollar bills.
To strike at a target with power, focus and fervour
Not to be just the grey office server…
of tea and coffee, “ one lump or two?”
It’s a waste of my talent, they haven’t a clue!
It’s up to me to release my chains,
…to show the world, that I too have brains!
It’s my fault really, I’ve stayed for too long!
I’ve stifled the call of my bird song.
That’s now behind and the future beckons,
No longer do I accept any sloppy seconds.
I now live life with hope, wonder and a dream;
All of this with a love supreme,
…to take a great photo and make money too,
But most of all to make my heart true,
True to the eagle and pioneer
To push on through ‘cos my dream is clear.