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The Throne On the Beach
Plodding slowly across the sand Walks a man his head hangs down While clutched in his withered hand The remnants of a broken crown Soaring over untamed land Tolls a bell across the town Shaking legs barely can stand Upon the man's face twists a frown Memories come and memories go Like the glaring sun and howling moon As the ocean tides ebb and flow They’ll wash away his footprints soon Time reeling back a solitary day When he was young and he was bold He use to laugh and use to pray When on his face joy was told Wouldn’t be caught or be tame Couldn’t be bought or be sold Not by lies nor by fame Not by power nor by gold Traveling across the realms of men His drifting life was his own Content he trekked where and when Though he traveled all alone He wanted nothing cared for naught Until he came across the throne It quietly summoned up his thought Sinking its roots to his very bone Standing vacant made of stone It cooed its siren like a tune Beckoning with its alluring moan Glowing bright like the harvest moon Overcome by simple fatigue It held him in its gilded lie Powerless to go another league Promises given he couldn’t deny He took a sit upon the stage As the hourglass sand began to run His fate scrawled across the page As the nameless one cocked the gun And trying with all his might To rise as the day began to fall Eyes now open to his plight Found tangled in a labyrinth hall Finding himself drowning from the weight Stumbling in the failing light Trapped in life’s unforgiving fate Now it’s too late to make it right A crown of cost laid on his brow Thrust upon him with putrid hate Nameless One forcing him to bow Living hell served on a plate Clinging to his dying hope Begged for answers at heavens gate Gripping an unraveling rope His life, his choice did confiscate
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