I start up in the north 
I grow from special seed
I sprinkle it with sensibility

From French and Hungarian snow
I linger in the sprouting 
until my engines full
Then I move across the sea

To European bliss
To language of poets
As I cut the cord of home
I kiss my mothers mother 

Look to the horizon
Wide eyed, new ground
Humbled by my new surroundings
I am a citizen of the planet

My president is kwan yin 
My frontier is on an airplane
My prisons: 
homes for rehabilitating

Then I fly back to my nest
I fly back with my nuclear 
but everything is different
So I wait, my yearn for home 

is broadened
patriotism expanded 
by calling from beyond
So I pack my things 

nothing precious all things sacred
I am a citizen of the planet
My laws are all of attraction
My punishments are consequences

Separating from source 
the original sin
I am citizen of the planet
Democracy's kids are sovereign

Where the teachers are the sages
And pedestals fill 
with every parent
And so, the next few years 

are blurry
the next decades a flurry of 
smells and tastes unknown
Threads sewn straight through 

this fabric through fields of every 
color one culture to another
I come alive and I get giddy
I am taken and globally naturalized

I am a citizen of the planet
From simple roots through high vision
I am guarded by the angels	
My body guides the direction I go in 

I am a citizen of the planet
My favorite pastime edge stretching
Besotten with human condition
These ideals are borne 

from my deepest within