I want to go the moon,
I want to become a billionaire soon,
I want to climb great heights fast
I want to possess land vast,
I want to achieve laurels quick,
I want to make life tick,
I want to grow tall,
I want to help all,
I want to live in glee,
I want to be busy as a bee,
Thus sings my heart.
My mind calls,
“if wishes were horses ,then beggars would ride”.
My heart sinks,
My eyes wink,
My thought dries,
My spirit dies.
