My Rubik’s Cube

People say she’s not
us
Her mind as scrambled
as a rubik’s cube
Her words as jumbled as can be
Surely that cannot be human
can’t you see?

I went up to her yesterday
Her life as a rubik’s cube...
Ups and downs
Twists and turns
But... she wanted the world to change
to accept all six faces
no matter the colour –
she wanted the world to be unscrambled
for the better

I couldn’t agree quite more.
My rubik’s cube.