Plagued upon a throne of Kings
A lonely man yearns for his Kin
His robe lavish with gold linen
Upon his hand, a priceless ring
A life exalted by his peers
His energy parallels Seers
His life seemed luscious, oh so grand
To this day, still dreamt by man
Outward looking in, twas wondrous
Inward looking out, ‘twas thunderous
Jaded by the population
Stigmatized throughout the nation
Beckoned by unearthly masses
Reliving the timeless passes
Actions changed the way he felt
Character was lost in doubt
The lust for life was slowly fading
Hissed and boo-ed by karma
Pouring blood sweat and some tears.
Forced to climb the darkest mountains
Facing deep knit fears
Searching for the sunshine
Brought celestial basking rays
The wormhole was approaching
Turning time into a blaze
Heartfelt thought concoction
Bright conversation soothed.
Some prefer to dream big
Living beyond ones means
I don’t want possessions.
Love and truth: they make me keen.
This story is my truth
Living humbly as I sing.
In the land of blindness.
The one eyed man is king.
I influence the young.
Paying tribute to the old.
It’s life’s climactic certainty
That creates and behold
Fashion lives within us each.
Let it light the way
Shake darkness from your ratchet soul
Expel unwanted weak.
The universe has my interests
Amidst its magic core.
I thank the energy I feel.
This life I do adore.
Kin, it is the answer:
Whether blood, friendship, or love
Let your wings spread freely
Waving Olive Branch laced Doves
LOVE THYSELF for you are beautiful!