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Green Giant


There’s a Giant town

They wait for me

Lie and stand straight for me

I know they are outside my house

With no expression

No hesitation

Friendly

Non threatening

Dreams is where they exist

Not happy not sad

No expression on their face

I seek happiness 

So they lie and wait

For me to express myself

They’re my green giants 

Brown hair 

Pale faces 

Green giants

60 feet tall

Brown fur and all

They worship me

They love me

Without saying a word

Being that they’re all here

I am no longer disturbed 

I love them

With an easy acceptance 

We laugh together 

With no expression 

Our presence together does the trick

For these green giants 

Love my presence 

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