Poetic Justice

My World

Let me take you on a journey,
To a place filled with vibrant colours.
The sounds around you are beautiful,
With birds singing,
With instruments playing.

The ground is not green,
But a beautiful bright yellow,
Reflecting back the sun, in it's
Outstanding mayhem.
The trees are orange, as they
Complement the calm blue sky
Perfectly.

Besides for all of this,
My world is full of water,
Water that can heal an aching heart.
And when you see a shooting star,
It's a promise that your wish will
Come true.

In my wold, money does not matter,
It is of no importance,
As in our opinions, it only makes you
Fatter.
Fat with more greed, urging in your
Bones.
With this extra layer of wanting more
Things, more materialistic objects,
That won't bring you anywhere in
The long run.

Our source of trade,
Is our kindness.
Our source of trade,
Is a smile in exchange for a smile,
A laugh in exchange for a laugh,
And hope in exchange for hope.

There are only a few rules,
That need to be adhered to,
Now listen carefully.
Your negativity needs to be tossed
Aside.
Your anger needs to be a thing of the
Past.
You need to open up your heart, and
Learn to confide.
You need to appreciate each day you
Live, and take it as if it was your last.

You need to stop living in your tiny
Bubble,
So that we can help you with your
Heart, so that we can clear up all that
Rubble.
You need to dream without thinking,
That's it's too unrealistic.
You need to open your eyes, and just
Stop being so materialistic.

You need to embrace yourself as you
Are,
You need to stop thinking that you
Will always be judged from afar.
You need to close your eyes, and learn
To feel,
Rather than stretch your eyes, and
Yearn to be ideal.

But the great thing,
About my world,
Is that we don't expect you to be
Perfect.
Your eyes don't have to gleam with
The stars at night,
Your smile doesn't have to even shine
So bright that we wish you were our
Light.

Because we will help you find the
Missing pieces.
Trust me, when we came as you,
We were never close to masterpieces.

We will hold you when the tears wont
Stop falling down.
We will pull you back up when you
Feel like you're being drowned.
We will help you up, when you refuse
To get back up again.
We will push you forward when you
Take a few steps backward.

I blink a couple of times,
And I look down at my book,
The book of my world.
How amazing it would be,
Where everyone is welcome.

If only...
I wish,
As I close my book, filled with nothing
But my wishing handwriting.
No more fighting...
If only a world,
Like my world,
Existed.

~n.s