Fly

I wrote a spoken word poem for a project in my public speaking class. It was an awesome class and I'm glad I am comfortable speaking in front of an audience now.

Fly.

I want to fly one day.
I want to soar high above the patchwork fields
I want the cities to look like building blocks
I want to see rivers crawling across vast green fields
I want to find the ends to endless oceans

You see?
I want to see the world.
I mean really see.
Someday,
I am going to fly.