What Do You Rather Wanna Be?

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Back in the good ol' days I learnt a song at school which I chirpingly sung and hummed along - The Butterfly Song. The words went like this -

If I were a butterfly, I'd thank you Lord for giving me wings
If I were a robin in a tree, I'd thank you Lord that I could sing
If I were a fish in the sea, I'd wiggle my tail and I'd giggle with glee
But I just thank you father for making me, me.

For you gave me a heart and you gave me a smile
You gave me Jesus and you made me your child
And I just thank you Father for making me, me.

If I were an elephant, I'd thank you Lord by raising my trunk
If I were a kangaroo, You know I'd hop right up to you
If I were an octopus, I'd thank you Lord for my fine looks
But I just thank you Father for making me, me.

For you gave me a heart and you gave me a smile
You gave me Jesus and you made me your child
And I just thank you Father for making me, me.

If I were a wiggly worm, I'd thank you Lord that I could squirm
If I were a fuzzy wuzzy bear, I'd thank you Lord for my fuzzy, wuzzy hair
If I were a crocodile, I'd thank you Lord for my great smile
But I just thank you Father for making me, me.

For you gave me a heart and you gave me a smile
You gave me Jesus and you made me your child
And I just thank you Father for making me, me.

Those were the days when the cares were few; fun was more and laughter was all around. Those were the days when I really loved being 'ME'. Those were the days when I meant the lyrics as I sung along!

But today, so many cares, so many worries, I wonder if God's idea of making me 'ME' was all that good! Of course, He is all powerful, all knowing, all wonderful, and all of that and I really don't mean to question His mighty creativity skills - but wait, is 'ME' a real good idea? Maybe to Him, but not much to me. I'd rather be a Bappi and swim stretching my fins in the in my small lil world called the fish-bowl with nothing to do but pout my mouth and suck in water and throw out whenever I'm a lil full. After all what do fishes do all day long?!?! Or I'd be better of a bird, singing all day and flying from tree to tree around the wide, wide world with no extra flying charges or boarding passes or seat belts or nosey passengers. And maybe even having the sadistic pleasure of shitting on all those people I've always wanted to!

Whoa! That sounds so liberating! Only if I were a bird! Then maybe I'd gladly and assertively sing - I thank you Father, for making me, ME!

Meanwhile, all my adversaries can rejoice at the idea that I ain't a bird!

Till then, lemme think of some other ways of shitting on people!