Set me free..

For once i knew what it meant to fly.. Going the distance in search of a cleaner, purer sky; I went places and searched the unfound.. only to realise that the world I crave for, is soiled by the inhumane acts o those who preach love.. And i fight, and fly, to feel the high.. coz in my head, I know what it meant to be in the arms of a place called home. Past the gush of wind and those growling sounds of that ugly mill, I feared not, coz i knew beyond that, waited my destiny..my air..an abode which enticed my soul.