Fly High Aloft...

Fly high aloft on dusky wings
o'er amber winds that blow
skies with swirls of tangerine
and the noxious fumes below
Leave behind black billowing smoke
in a horizon that never clears
thick brown air that make you choke
and  brings your eyes to tears
Find refuge in the emerald land
almost too far to fly
with crystal shores of snow white sand
and only clouds in the sky
Gliding through the most royal blue
and a golden setting sun
forget the gray that you once knew
and the harm that they have done