A Very Early Creation

 

 

Queen

 

My dear friends, this world is full of too many dreamers and not enough doers and

Another one bites the dust every moment without sharing their wonders

As the miracle of life runs out at the worst possible time, leaving despair.

 

No more seaside rendezvous to distract from the continuing nightmare of society,

Void of the calming touch from a sweet lady or another gentle, but lost soul

Hoping to perform the millionaire waltz once last time like nothing is wrong.

 

With a flick of the wrist, we cover our eyes to foolishly block the darkness or

Avoid the ogre battle in Washington, not showing signs of stopping to notice

Those sleeping on the sidewalk and in gutters wanting to be loved by anyone and

Such sorrow is a sheer heart attack without any medicine to mend as the pain grows.

 

The great king rat at the top can’t see most of the world lives are without joy

While the corrupt king thinks pain is so close to pleasure and can’t give it up

Easily making him the loser in the end without any questions from his subjects.

 

Who wants to live forever without seeing the sun and smiling without it hurting

Knowing you have to do whatever you can to keep yourself alive among the chaos,

However, it’s a hard life no matter how much you try or the number of friends

As it’s how you play the game no matter how quickly the rules evilly change

Yet, many will tell you don’t lose your head when the fun finally vanishes

With the one vision of a shining utopia growing dim by cruel individuals

Blocking the good company of others fearing any signs of change.

 

We all need somebody to love as it’s why we can get up in the dreary morning,

But too much love can kill you as it blocks from the reality of being angry since

It’s a kind of magic that stokes survival’s flame and showing some can fight

Against more of that jazz that makes us think life is sweet and unbroken.

 

Is this the world we created, a bunch of simpletons with monsters at the top as

Funny how love is just out of reach when we desperately need it the most,

Perhaps the previous embraces were all a part of the same misfire and sadly,

We’re still in the dreamer’s ball turned incredibly sour and hard to wake up.

 

It’s a beautiful day somewhere humans are not meant to venture,

While we live in the unending winter’s tale disguised by the seasons

You and I are from different worlds that keep crashing into each other because

No matter how much of a smile you put on, you don’t fool me one bit and

The words of love aren’t in your vocabulary or ever cross your tiny mind.

 

People like you think they’re the princes of the universe from having money,

Yet they’re nothing more than great pretenders parading across the burning world,

Trying to avert the killer queen’s gaze from anything interesting among the weary.

 

Who needs you to remind them that the world can become a better place because

You’re a liar if you think watching others suffer is a healthy thing and being frank and

I’m going slightly mad from just being around such slime balls like yourself and

To be honest, I’d rather go headlong into a colossal brick wall in five seconds.

 

Can’t you let me live with an echo of happiness in my own little world

Where no one is waiting for the hammer to fall on top of their heads?

 

You’re nothing more than a dancer of their own rhythm unable to hear the great cries,

Using your body language to show you stopped caring about others long ago as

People aren’t machines as they need to feel everything and everyone around them,

Yet whelps like you think it’s another night at the opera where only you feel happy.

 

Here’s the news of the world, we’re not thrilled with the lack of affection and

Being driven by you is nothing more than blindly taking in more poison,

Leaving all dead and never to rise from the ashes to see the corrupt finally fall.

 

It’s late and once more and I need to rest to endure the misery of the scared crowd

All waiting for the chance to say let me entertain you like some kind of dumb beast

Or try to escape in some bicycle race on an endless circle laced with more doom.

 

Even though in the darkest of times, friends will be friends, of which I greatly lack

As most of my day’s I’ve felt like the invisible man only to be seen by other lost souls

Knowing that it’s a horrible scandal to think we’re not worth the trouble to look at.

 

Like the common man, I want to break free of this misery and see what is out there

In the bitter end, was it all worth it or are we meant to suffer something worse because

Just as the rain must fall, humans continue to live in misery poisoned with false bliss.

 

These are the days of our lives going down the drain never to be recovered

As that crazy little thing called love has once again abandoned us once again and

Sure, the show must go on, but who is really watching the might fiasco unfold?

 

All God’s people have a chance to find a glorious moment where they belong

Proving there is a heaven for everyone beyond the haze of this nightmare

A place where you can spread your wings without closing them for ages

Nevermore living with a cloud of sorrow waiting to rain on the festivities.

 

True, some are doing all right now, but they haven’t learned to share success and

The night comes down hard and fast with many left outside in the cold

Without many more wanting to fight from the inside to give others a chance

As many go stone cold crazy from giving in so easily and very ironically

The put out the fire of their humanity, scaring away many offering help and

Now I’m here once again to help humanity out of the fog it easily creates

As I’ve heard your many cries of save me among other odd requests,

But you need to build up your staying power to prove me that I won’t suffer,

So, listen to the prophet’s song and let the beat take you to your happy place

To find the breakthrough so many people have been seeking since time began.

 

We’ll have to ride the wild wind to see where it takes us, but worry not

As in no time we’ll be lazing on a Sunday afternoon every day of the week.

 

Remember, life is real and can be shaped by the smallest of gestures and

Any action this day could open the door that finally saves humanity from itself.

 

Let us cling together tightly to show that all hope hasn’t been lost and

We are the champions who will ensure everyone is headed to a bright future

While not being under pressure of being afraid of our shadows,

So don’t stop me now or all chances of salvation may be lost through doubt.