You are one with the sun
You have run into the lacking field of curling weeds
where once sustenance had been
You are not of the earth
but they convince you that you are
But you are subject to a side that you know
within, but always looking outside
To the dawn
The Beast and the snake
pretend to be late
but you are always looking ahead
And never see what happens
Now or never
You’re not so clever
At the subject at hand
No books can help you land

Far and away
Up and sideways
You seek the final end run
Around the deceit your family
put on you
They put you on
They put on you
They turned you out
So you buried the truth

It is okay, you’re not at fault
There has to be. way for the two sides of you to live together
To live amongst them
With no shame
With no guilt
That’s the program placed on you to make you hide
Hide away, locked away
Never to be heard from
Because if you speak
Walls come down

Empires fall
Never rise
Magical perception
Isn’t real
Never to begin the end
while it is worshiped like a god
But never to begin the end
Always out ahead
Always perceived as an excuse to not breathe.