From The Lab

Underground Crown

In kingdoms built of ancient dreamer's lies,
Demolished, sadly, by a careless thought,
Though supported by all with depth to try
To separate themselves and seek what's sought,
Which, buried deep, confirms untold delights,
Away from standard wishes, goals, and wants.
Here, far below in everlasting night,
Shine stars from memory's familiar haunts,
And self appointed kings in darkness thrive,
Unseen by those without third-eye belief,
To knight themselves as lords of their own lives
And reach for goals before the chance has ceased;
Let nonbelievers plant heels in the ground,
And I shall stay where royalty is crowned.