Disagree, disobey, just reject the idea that all is fine the way it is. Because, it can be better and because it never is all right the way it is. Agreeing with the status quo ensures that there will be no more progress anymore.
Why would that beautiful winged bird run? Unaware of its wings, or all its wisdom shun?
Could it not see the beautiful infinite sky? Only crawl, walk and run, will it never fly? Birds, small and big, in awe of its wings Surprised, how happily it walks and sings Its never too late to start, wiser birds say 'To move on ground is a child's play God blessed you with wings to fly, Running makes your dear ones shy.'
The bird never seemed to pay heed Will tree never grow out of the seed? Grounded the bird practised to live, He couldn't fly, he was forced to believe Inspiring thoughts and it did take an airy jump Far from a flight, it was a little **** Afraid to fall, the bird never flew And slowly, was left out of its crew When you fly, your wings are put to test On ground, it could afford to rest
Were those wings to go in vain? Or fooled, to quit the sky to choose plain? Why would that beautiful winged bird run? Being unaware, or all its wisdom shun?