Tuesday, April 22, 2008

fit for royalty

Who bows in obeisance?
Who tips their hat to you
When you exchange glances on the corner;
Searching for a sense of respect?
The royalty have justly faded into obscurity
But who looks for nobility in a face?
We play-act as princesses and kings
Don't we all have blue running in our veins?

1 comment:

Taylor W. Rushing said...

As I have said before, you always manage to put things into perspective. Thank you for that. You are an artist with your language.