(3rd week April 2020)

Like Kings and Fiends

A mountain may we climb
and holding the clouds
in our hands
We may pull down
the very rain
we've needed
for some time

Yet we always had the ocean
and the rivers
running near
Perhaps we could not
understand
why heaven holds
its tears

My neighbor came to call
but my pantry
was locked tight
I had to save up
for a rainy day
as was my
very right

Yet we who grasp stand alone
and face the storms
all on our own
we may eat
like kings and fiends
but starve for lack
of more important things