Walking Tall

I’ve missed my bus again today,
So I’ve decided to walk,
I don’t know where I’m going today,
What I’ll do, to whom I’ll talk.

So I start down the lane,
Breathing in all my surroundings,
Living in all that lives around me,
Reveling in the leaf that rustles,
Reveling in the bird that sings.

And suddenly, I am the king.

Yes, I am the king of this road,
The king of all places that I walk past,
I shout orders of authority,
Upon a cowering dog,
Who slinks slowly away from me,
See, he knows who rules this path!

I travel onward,
Accompanied by an entourage of buzzing thoughts,
Besieged by tales of love and glory,
Of towering castles, of battles fought.

Passers-by gaze jealously at me,
As I walk past them with a lofty stride,
They hide their envy in mirthful laughter,
Trying to break my invincible pride.

I pay no heed to people pointing at me,
For I know that I rule over all that I see,
And although I know that someday, my empire may fall,
Till then, I continue walking tall.