I made it to the wiz but he didn’t have what I wanted
Tin man tendencies
Mole hills to mountains then to the moon
Sun Kissed baby transcends to bronze Adonis
A slave to the mind not the world
Aware of the apparent nature of imperfections
The armor of sincerity protector to the new black
A magnet of magnanimous magnitude
The charming allure of authenticity
The bearer of bad news
The yellow brick road to the real world
The realization that there is NO place like home
Holes are to be filled with dirt, not things and feelings
We all want to be loved for who we are, inept of loving that person ourselves
The germination of the pearl