Distant Kingdoms Poem by Mockingjay Mellark

In the distance a kingdom stretches out
Mist makes it look like magic
Distance makes it be it-in my mind
The towers stretch up as though to scrape the sky
Shining glass reflecting its surroundings
The kingdom beckons, it calls but I smile and say
Manhattan, I've got my own
Far away a mountain stretches high
Mist makes it look like magic
The distance makes it seem like a fairy court
Trees and sky stand solid but inviting
Now I rush to the countryside, my own private kingdom-
In my mind