Those clouds white and puffy
They look so soft and fluffy
And if you jump from up high
And soar fast through the sky
Soaring faster toward a town
Those clouds won't slow you down
An appearance of land
But less stable than sand
On impact you won't bounce
They cannot hold one ounce
Illusion of stability
Yet void of reality
But I hear voices out loud
Saying we can land on clouds
They will spend until they can't
Then they blame others in their rant
They turn races against each other
Shunning love for our brother
It doesn't matter how thick clouds are
They cannot hold us near or far
Our leaders aim for the clouds
But yet disaster they've allowed
Refusing to obey their own rules
Professing to be wise they became fools
Landing gear retracted and the flaps set
Wheels to clouds have almost met
Fantasies embraced by some
We know this obvious outcome
Politicians attempt it and hope for the best
Where even an eagle can't make its nest
See America try to land on the clouds Fantasy as truth has been allowed
Flying through the white mist
In our deception we persist
No matter the belief of the crowds You still can't land on the clouds
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