Peace And Joy I Crave Poem by Margaret Alice Second

The Lord and Master of the Crocodile Castle turned
his back on reality - can't accept he's not in control,
wisdom is to bend to the inevitable but it's foreign to
his autocratic mind as he tries to manage me & the
crocodile kids, but we're human beings which means

our minds are gossamer strands without governing &
thus the Lord's going mad without anybody stopping
him; our attempts to make him see reason's doomed
even before we begin, life's turning in a circle while
my life is shrunk to a bus driver being on time - and

translations done correctly, for the rest I discovered
Vampire Dairies, the numbing effect of imagination
creating a surreal world draining all feeling from the
real world without offering solutions as vampires of
the mind drain reality & release the reading victims

without help, without explanation how to live life in
a different way - it simply shows fantasy remains
boundless & thus I decide to cultivate my mind to
survive life day-to-day by dreaming of the peace
and joy I crave…