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Kingdom [September 5, 2016]
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Poetry He stares deep into the heart of a transparent mirror of hate
The almighty power of the ancients reflect his wretched fate
They project a morbid future, piled with the bodies he slayed
He is a horrific hero, bound to a world that has forever decayed
He disposes of all his malevolent weapons of agony and grief
He renounces his sword and title, enlightened with nature and belief
He preaches of peace and harmony to a world of malicious authority
His kingdom is invaded by a crusade of the heartless for superiority
For he cannot govern an everlasting kingdom with passion and devotion
Love is for the powerless, a Kingdom could never last with petty emotion
His enemies feed on his inability to rule with absolute dominance
They lay siege to his castles, eventually his kingdom falls to consequence
He walks over to a broken window, it can no longer reveal his reflection
His castle lies in ruin, ramparts shattered by poisonous aggression
He walks to the courtyard, retrieving an evil blade from a crumbled soldier
And faces his enemy, anticipating his arrival with an arrogant composure
In formation, a thousand strong stand before him as the ancients depicted
The oracle is never wrong, two sides collide with each other as predicted
He stands as a message, wishing for prosperity within a hopeless world
His dreams crumble, imperfect in design his nightmares are born with one word
His majestic banners lie tattered, the bodies burn in unforgiving mounds
The crusade marches home, trampling the forgotten dead into the ground
They were never buried, his lessons of tranquility were lost in conflict
For there will never be true unity, as long as men crave power and profit
Even though he had fought for serenity, righteousness and justice
The ignorant world sided with the lies of men who couldn't be trusted
For it is the government of man who decides the fate of his subjects
They fight for their corrupted kingdom, sent to war like disposable insects
