No one is born pompous…

No one is born pompous…
Wanting to make their fortune on the backs of the unfortunate…
As if born 200 feet above the earth…
Looking down on a lesser species.

No one arrives into this world with their resume complete…
Real success (relationships) is only obtained by one means…
You have to wag your tail and bounce your way into another’s heart…
Come on! I know you can bounce!

Anyway, that’s how I prefer to do it…
Everything in kindness…
Even though, I only know one word (woof)…
My love is immovable, consistent, and eternal.

The pompous act like there is some kind of power outage…
And the light of God is only on them…
Rolling around this earth like thunder…
Never a speck of dust beneath their nails.

Let’s together move away from all that and into my Utopian dream…
It’s a hard place to find…
Unhurried mornings and idle afternoons…
And positively and certainly, more awareness of life.

I love you,

Annie