Recognition, we want the eyes.
Look up look past the skies.
See us in a world with some many things.
Let us not be dust behind your feet.
When their eyes close we want to be the stories told in their dreams.
If anything take note.
Do not let us be put away never to be seen.
At least hear our words,
let them ring in your ears.
Make us something you hold dear,
because we share a world that sometimes cannot be heard or seen,
but all you have to do is believe.
Don't let our work be left alone,
instead take it to your homely throne,
even if it make seem a little disappointing.
Read behind the lines and I'm sure it will shine.
It will sure be invoking emotions that pour like rain,
from the tips of your toes and well past your nose.
This comes with no trigger warning, because it all depends on the head,
where this embellished crown sits.
But we can assure you this is nothing new,
because everything has been used.
Not a soul gets left out because like we said before it all depends on the king or century.
So just reach out and I'm sure the spout will start to pouring the boiling tea.
We've left nothing to the imagination,
because this is our worldly creations.