the aviator

The aviator’s dreams are cheap

and anyone can see what they are made of:

how they were built to stand the storms and rains,

and wearing of the old age.

How pilot takes the plane to sky

is plain to see,

and when the sky was low

he tried!

He tried to drag and hump the iron bird no matter what.

Even as a wreck he didn’t extradite,

He took it back to home.

And would he break his bone,

he'd run, no matter.

And scatter any mind which was sceptical or doubtful.

For sometimes pride is bigger than the flesh

and sometimes, old man better than the fresh.