The King and I
As I ventured through the jungle I came across the mighty Lion
Side by side we journeyed all the while I was tryin’
To become a man, and walk alone, compose myself stand tall
But the kings the king and like a parachute he slowed my fall
Still fall I did and fell again, this burden trend
Recurrence feels to have no end….
Now deep in the jungle to prevent any rumble
I suggested to his majesty it’d be best if we part ways
But if our paths should cross again amidst this endless haze
Then hand and hand we’d walk again in search of the open plains
To find his pride, my peace of mind, now lost in thought, nearly forgot
Who I am, what I was, whom I still long to be
A king of a domain, inhabited by only 3…
On through the night,
By the pale moon light
A gauntlet sea of trees
The brush that I secluded to
Now held me away from me
As fear set in, I then realized
This king disguised as my jungle guide
Was leading me to my demise
Self devised, a false icon my mind derived
Blurred no more
I step out from the fog
The clearing revealed
Within myself no longer concealed
Out from the shadows
Emerged my angel
I feel the warmth rush over my soul
At peace my world is whole
This quest complete
My stars aligned
All as it should be
Domain…. Now
Life
My wife
The gift we call REMY…..
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