King of the World

The world is yours, your power so great that your hands shadow the earth and what its births to, yet it holds know joy and knows not of hope, but you cannot see it, your eyes glisten like a blind man, the words you speak reflect your idiocy, but your heart contradicts your being, it dreams of a paradise but holds to many riches to reach it, you have a mind that make contraptions the defy science , yet you live your life backwards, and your being knows nothing of your heart, you my king never truly live