The Beauty of the Sun

The Beauty of the Sun by David Prisco

I once was a King
That stood on a mountain
I once swam in the cool waters
Of a mystical fountain

I once was a soldier
Strong, proud and brave
I was proud to fight for my country
And the lives I protected and saved

I once was lion
That had a mighty roar
I once was an eagle
That had the ability to soar

There was a time I felt like a race car
I was full of power and speed
I wore a suit of armor and carried a shield
If you cut me I wouldn’t bleed

I was strong as an ox
I was made of steel
Happiness and love
Were the only emotions I’d feel

I’d spread my mighty wings
And I would soar through the sky
I was young and care free
I had the ability to fly

But time has slipped away
I’ve grown old and sad
I yearn for things
That I’ve lost and once had

People I truly loved
Seemed to slip away
They left me lonely
Though I begged them to stay

And now my days are empty
My nights are long
I am feeble and weak
I am no longer strong

I lack the courage
To strive and succeed
Now if you cut me
I easily bleed

I know I must carry on
I must try and survive
But I feel like my whole life
Is merely a lie

Everyone has their struggles
I am no different than anyone
One day I know my dark skies will disappear
And I will finally see the beauty of the sun