Faeries (Poem)

Let me tell you a secret,
I do not belong here,
no.

In my world,
I wear skirts woven out of tulip petals,
cutting pieces of blue sky to sew into my dress.
I taste the first drops of morning dew on blades of grass,
Mixed with potions concocted out of moonbeam & sunshine.

Dancing around fairy circles and empty grass bowers,
I decorate empty acorn shells with pretty wildflowers
At night, I sleep in a robin bird's nest,
where dreaming of magic is what I like best.

In yours,
You wear military uniforms created out of greed,
Shooting missiles into the sky, you couldn't care less,
Drink the first drops of power and thirst for more,
Mixed with weapons concocted out of a bloody, pointless mess.

You are like dogs on a leash
Limited by your own set laws and false humanity
Yet you try to stretch beyond as far as possible
With your secret agendas and smooth talk no one believes.

I do not belong here,
no.
I never wished to be.

So I'll paste broken fairy wings onto my back,
Of fragile faith hopefully, I do not lack,
Fly to a faraway place where time can never tell,
And no one ever has to say, forever farewell.