Under The Natural Sun Poem by Cat Ducat

And do not judge me,
for I am,
what two eyes see:
A lion's lamb.
Raised for slaughter
on Judgement Day.
A poor man's daughter,
the people say.

Do not judge what you see,
for you aren't judging me;
rather the mask I hide underneath.
And behind it I sigh,
Knowing you'll never see
The truth behind everything -
What I'll never be.

For your eyes are closed to reason,
So never will you see me for me...
but rather what I've done.
So do not judge me,
until you see me...
under the natural sun.