Hard to reach way up there…

grab you by the hair–

Bring down to size,

those high and mighty thoughts entertained–

Love.  Life. Let Live. Does not pertain.

High and Mighty on your perch,

ready to lurch.

Glasses pulled down, eye-ball gaze.

Those shoes you walk in must be comfy, far from frumpy—

tell us all how life should be lived.

Lofty heights are hard to rattle.

High and mighty born to battle.

Cattle call to weak in spirit.

Stay steady heart, as you watch’em move–

for on the mighty wings of knowledge and acceptance, only then can you fly high.