Toco the Toucan King

Never had my bird been so perfect

than upon the heights of mountains

it never completed them,

The iron cage in hearts grow tall

and still we are without fruit’s destiny

to climb it

and shout so proudly about who we are

or where we have been,

where we might be going–

I’ve seen many good and bad things in life

but never before

had I danced like this,

Only large leaves are suited for my crown

and I sang loud

on this side of the world

I can see all the people here now

and, I hope they start dancing too.

 

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