None Can Own The Skies!

None can own the skies
’tis the open field
for falcons and for flies
hold your thread but fast
‘tis not that much fragile
Strength is not in thread
In our fingers’ hold
hope can always last
to fight with evil vile
just think it in your mind
the ways we always find
kites fly but on the blows
and stars do never laugh
we open these our eyes
and never keep them close
the kite with its thread
one can own and hold
the seven folds and layers
of skies are never theirs
with all the claims and cares
in the estate of God
we all have our due shares!