If facing the skies the fish cannot heaven see.
Scientists sky-rocket and yet nothing see
The tail looks like moonlight tale
How could I see you without that long sleep?
Ending a man in the invisible realms of the tale?
High above the skies they say you are
Even the flying birds cannot see you
Above the cloudy smoke of sky settles you
Vary comfortable like the king you are
Every day we crave for you
Not death to sea but you just you.
Rooming myriads of men with wings
Eerie invincible white men like kings
Aren’t there ebony black men that you keep?
Little shall we know until we sleep?