It Just Is

It Just Is: Of sea and Sky and Paradise From the corner of my eye I see through your disguise The mascaraed parading around A caricature comes to life The animated, boastful prince After the crown , twelfth in line Fueled by jealousy Cursed lips, charmed deceit I’ve worked too god damn hard What a tragedy The seeds of my labor Lost to casualty Poor judgment and fragility Tragedy be not proud I’ve worked too god damn hard I’ll surely overcome I’ve got much to give And for much to live Hey you Your eyes take on the world Fight on Strive on A waste of space A shadow of disgrace You’ve got exactly what you deserve Too afraid to scream And bring attention to your state You’re something different That is your conviction Oh sweet child Speak now Reap now The seeds of your fortune They’re sprouting in the open And are due for harvesting You lost all of your friends Every one of them you imagined A mind game of sorts Far more than pretend And beyond the imagination There’s a freedom above you Deeper than your despair Surrender and glory shall enter Marckincia Jean Free verse 08/21/20