I wish I could be,
As spontaneous as nature!
Effortless she is so,
In all things she does!
The ray of the sun,
Kisses daily,
The earth and all its components,
Without ever being hindered by anything!
The moon is effortlessly sympathetic so,
As the mother is to her children!
Listening to covers, feeling the need to write
About people practicing night after night
Pouring their hearts and souls into something
While those undeserving are in plain sight.
God gives the gift, man turns away
Because talent doesn't look a certain way
We return the gift, without a second guess;
Man will take a pretty face over talent anyday.