Wings

I walked the dirty streets

Of the town I live

And I kept seeing

What seemed to be

Lottery tickets

On the floor scattered 

Sometimes flying to the sky

As the lightning struck

And when I looked up

I saw a very cold and tall iron steel building

With people jumping off it

And I tried to think

Of a reason why they could be in such a hurry

To fly like a bird who was stuck in a cage for years on end

But then it struck me

They tried to catch a dream

And with all their might

They could win

If only they had wings