I Want to Be a Drone
I don't want to phone home.
Don't want to live all alone.
Don't want to gas guzzle roam.
I want to be a drone.
Fly high overhead and see,
just what the bird's perspective be.
Be able to fly so wild and free,
a whole new world open to me.
Be more than a sky streaker,
much more than a loud speaker.
far more than a scene stealer,
more like a universal truth seeker.
Learn more about Earth, my home.
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Drone View of Icelandic Volcano Eruption Courtesy YouTube
A theme I've been visiting too much lately.
Need to start writing of other things.
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