The speaker starts by poking at the phrase "land of the living," calling it funny because it doesn't match reality. Plenty of people aren't really living, they say; some are dying, and some simply don't feel at home in this "so called land." The line "Some of us prefer the sky" is the most striking one. It could hint at death, escape, or just a longing for something freer than everyday life, and the poem leaves that open.
In the second stanza the tone shifts. The land is described as vibrant, full of adventure and love, but only a "selected few" get to enjoy it. That makes life feel like a privilege handed out unevenly rather than something everyone shares. The last line, "I hope you are selected," is quietly tender. After the bitterness of the opening, the speaker wishes the reader well. The mood is wistful and a little sad, with a thread of kindness running through it.