The Queen

In all of the land I have been in

I thought she would be my answer

Everyone has been saying to me

“Go speak with the queen!”

As I attempt to talk to her about my escape from this land

She looks at me and says in an uninterested voice

“You’ll be fine”

I explain how this is not my home but her fury grows

“I’m tired of this! Stop speaking of this” she shouts

I speak to my hatter friend and he helps me escape

But the queen blocks my way

Trapping me forever in Wonderland

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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