If I were a pirate
with steady banter and ready wit
I would sail the open sea,
from danger and adventure never flee
I would not care to be feared
as those menacing creatures, such as Blackbeard
But, to see new lands?
To hoist the sails with these hands?
To smell the exotic and wild scents
never to be held back by a fence.
But if I were a soldier
I should wish to be bolder
I would wish to serve
allowing nothing to sever my nerve
And if I were a renegade
I would not stand for a barricade,
but I would flit around
and run where I couldn’t be found
And if I were born
A beast with horns adorned,
A monster with wings of flame
and it’s rage on its treasure to blame.
A dragon on its treasured hoard.
And when from sitting there I get bored,
I would fly to the closest star,
for me, I don’t think it would be too far.
I would then gather every sparkling gem,
and plant them till they flourish and stem.
I should watch as it grows in measure
with the brilliance of a greater treasure.
For a millennium I would sleep
my treasure and my thoughts, the only company I’d keep.
Oh but what if I could be,
a master or student of sorcery.
I’d be different from the other’s somehow
I would be kind and not cruel, I’d vow.
I would make magic so beautiful the world would cry
and even after death, I would not die.
And if I were a child again,
I would not be held back by man or woman.
I would dance in the rain
and laugh away my pain.
And I would run
and lie still in soft grass when I’m done.
But I should also like to be a fairy.
I would sing and be merry.
I’d dance in the wind on top of the leaves
and live on light that breathes.
I would laugh to see the sunrise
and even bask in the cloudy skies.
But then, it would be fun to be a mermaid
and swim in a sea of green jade.
Perhaps even explore the darkness in the deep.
I would never in fear cower and weep.
I would dive through the waves
and fall into the water that saves.
The only thing is, I am not all of these things.
Not a free pirate nor am I the richest of kings
I am not a bored dragon, or once again a child
an exploring mermaid, or a fairy of a painless mind.
I am simply a human being. I am simply me.
I’m not strong, nor wise, nor free.
But instead I read books about every adventure
live through words as it were.
But I guess i do not mind
I am with good friend, I find.
I am alright just being myself
and reading the souls on the top shelf.
I like being who I am, you know?
I will read, I will write, I will grow
I will be me,
and I will be happy.