The Stone Princess


 

The Meaning of Life
The Meaning of Life (Photo credit: Jari Schroderus)

 

Why am I here?

 

The thought goes through my mind,

 

There must be a reason,

 

But the answer is hard to find,

 

 

 

“The place is yours while you’re there,

 

Treat it like it’s your own,

 

It needs some work but you’ll see,

 

It’ll make you a very nice home,”

 

 

 

It was not entirely true,

 

The offer he made to me,

 

For hidden behind the scenes,

 

Was the power I could not see,

 

 

 

“Do what she wants to keep the peace,”

 

Her heart has turned to stone,

 

And I could feel her words strike,

 

As they pierced me to the bone,

 

 

 

If I must live under her rule,

 

And bow to her every whim,

 

Then I cannot stay in this place,

 

And let my light grow dim,

 

 

 

I want a place to call my own,

 

To rescue or restore,

 

And should I maintain it well,

 

It’ll last a few years more,

 

 

 

If the stone princess should follow,

 

In an effort to keep control,

 

She’ll lose all she was meant to be,

 

Her heart, her mind, her soul.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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