Kings Queens

Those who claim to be in the know? These are the one's on sifted sand, Through days filled with both anger & pain When will we understand? When quaint desolation sets in; Kings & Queens of the Earth... On a vast pilgrimage in truth; We then make plans for tomorrow amidst the given sorrow Yet one can so easily see... Through a lone blade of grass to flee To then react in bitter torn silence In solemn vows yet taken amidst Shades of grass yet torn asunder Some even bother to kiss? That very day they were actually born Let us continue to be kind today Amidst a broadened populace that has simply gone astray To stay attached as fruit is on the vine A mighty path created by a great design Through inner pain & misery; Although amidst divers path drifting as in mockery Kings & queens of the Earth, Now is the time to stop lifting up your skirt!