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If God would grant
me a day,
and a role that I could play,
Without pause or a complaint,
I'd be the animals' saint.
Many species would abound
whenever I'd be around.
They'd understand what I say,
in their telepathic way.
A language unlike human words
is understood by deer and birds.
By feeling my heartfelt plea,
Fantail doves would land on me.
Wild rabbits would lose their fear
I would always have them near.
Paws and hands would intertwine,
Paws of theirs and hands of mine. I would learn to glide and fly
from a Monarch butterfly.
With their innocence, I'd live.
I'd be more inspired to give.
As a saint, what I would do
is free creatures in a zoo.
From their barred cages and pens,
I would free imprisoned hens. Mammals, fishes, birds and all;
freed from their restraining stall.
I would hold the magic key
that would let them all be free.
If God would grant me a day,
and a role that I could play,
Without pause or a complaint,
I'd be the animals' saint. |
