The Prince

this is a story

and how my life began

so listen very closely

to how it all began

 

 

 

Once

A man

Stopped me on the frosty street

he flows words of wisdom without missing a single beat

 

what he said to me

as he flows about society

it's a bombarding

a wall

and about things that make us free

 

to be able to live

to love

and laugh

and fight for our rights

 

things that keep us from staying up at night

how to keep the light

 

to share our words

to talk to the people

to write the things we care about that are so peaceful

 

he taught me the ways of life

without looking me in the eye

he told me to look at the sky

I asked why

he said to fly

you never know until you try

I wouldn't lie

even though this guy looked like Popeye

no need to verify

 

I took his wisdom, and shared it with the world

the people looked right at me as if I were a nerd

 

I journey to find the peaceful old man

look as far and wide as I really can

 

this old guy is no where to be found

so I look up at the sky and put my knees to the ground

 

I say out loud, with no one around

please tell me god to people even hear my sound

 

how do I get people to hear me

instead of their nasty grins trying to sear me

and defeat me

 

please tell me please, the ways of the old man

I pray to god yes I really need a plan

 

I look at the ground as a tear rolls out my eye,

Thinking that if I die, I'll be able to finally fly,

I can see the sky,

all need to do is say goodbye,

and that's the end of my poor life.

 

then suddenly, a bright light blows up in the soft lit sky

a ball of light moving towards the ground oh my

 

An old, frail figure shines through the shining ball

the old man stands there, making me fall

 

the old man comes towards me without a single thought,

he touches me on the forehead, and says with a single breath

you know what to do now, go do it before your death

 

I know what to do now, I have the world to convince,

now it might be your turn, you can become the prince.