RUPPY!

 

In a world full of injustice

Where the young sleep hungry

The sick men have no one to feed them

Where the disabled cannot get anyone to push their chairs

Where hard work doesn’t earn you health care

Where shouting doesn’t get you heard

Where loving doesn’t mean appreciation

Where kicking doesn’t produce a motion

Where mothers don’t see their children smile anymore

Where sleeping doesn’t mean rest

Where the universe works in mysterious ways

If not a simple way of putting the middle finger on your face

Where the homeless will never have a roof

Where the singing didn’t always make all dance

Where lovers kill each other

Where enemies may be the only honesty you will ever meet

 

We may need fairy tales

Believe that cruel step mothers die

Where the wicked witches will always loose

Where the bad wolf will get caught and revealed for who he really is

Where the three bears get their home back

Where beauties always die in their sleep

And not decapitated as we see in the international news

Where the king doesn’t care about the war but his subjects

Where the elves protect you with their all

Where beasts only look like so

But there are the gentlest of beings you will ever come across

Where kissing the frogs turn them into princes

Not give you poison attacks that make you a case study

Fairy tales may be what we need.