Wing Tip

It is a beautiful, baffling thing
To behold Earth from behind a wing

To rise above clouds, still climbing on high
To have put flags on the moon and machines in the sky.

Poverty, disease, "conflicts" and such
Why can't we solve these when the sky we can touch?

Society is capable of incredible things.
High hopes for humanity, winds of change beneath wings

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