Escape

Had I the wings of an eagle,
I would fly beyond the sky,
Escape the sight of humanity,
Feeling the air across my face.

How I wish I had the power of flight,
The wings would grant me release,
Release from all the rampant evils,
The evils which plague my home.

All the preachers on this land,
Beckon me to be more patient,
Darkness brings upon the light,
The light to save the faithful.

Lies! I see no light to end these evils,
I see no glimmer of hope approaching,
All I see are the sinners prospering,
And the good, punished and murdered.

Had I the wings of the eagle,
I would fly away from here,
To a place without the evils,
That forever plague my home.