Royals (poetry)

As prince prepares
To marry
To make
A princess
Of a girl
I find myself
A world
Away
Staying far from
My kingdom

Celebration should be had
I really really
Should be glad
But this time
Is all
Mis-aligned
And ill timed
Because I don't
Want to be
This guy

Who sits and waits
With baited breath
For an email,
Call or text
From the girl
Who loves him so
But does so easily
What he can
Not do

Live your life
Son
Move and shake
To your own
Equation
Make it happen
And slap your
Inner man
To wake his ass up
And make him
Finally
Once
And for all
Rise up.