Royals

We are not kings
We are not queens
We are merely peasants
In a kingdom of accepted royals
We live off the crumbs of the earth
So that we can survive another day
Nothing is given to us
We have to get it ourselves
Each in our own way
We wear invisible crowns of inward beauty
Our hearts worth solid gold
We sit on thrones of truth
And yet we cannot be bold
Because in this society
We are not royal
In this kingdom
We are worth nothing
In this kingdom
Royalty wear crowns of judgemental thoughts
Their hearts made of iron pyrite
They sit on thrones of lies
They give nothing back to the world
Yet we peasants are the ones despised
In this kingdom
We fight dragons
That spit fire and bloody words
And no matter if we win or lose
One day we will claim our thrones
We will enter our own kingdoms
We will be royalty
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This poem shares myΒ perspective on the unbreakable connection i have with my soul and my life.
We will be royals