Endurance is an eagle trait,
Even when life is one of aggravate.
In my next rebirth,
If as a bird I had to live,
I surely would be happy to give
This type of life a shot.
My preference would be to be an eagle,
So that I may fly high and far,
Which is so much easier
Than traveling by car.
From hunters I would distance keep,
So that I would not have a tortured sleep,
Of potentially being shot to dead,
Somewhere not far from my head.
As an eagle,
I would travel to far places,
And see new faces.
To Europe, Africa and Asia I would go,
To and fro,
Without the hassle of lugging a bag,
Without the exhaustion of feeling like a rag.
No more waiting on a long line,
To board a plane,
And be forced to eat the nasty dine.
No more paying to stay in a hotel,
No more money out to shell.
Free to travel on top of a train,
If I decide to visit domestically,
From Chicago to Maine.
Yes, life as an eagle could be fun,
As I could fly as far as I can
Near the sun,
Without it burning me.
I can choose,
For I am free.
The End
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