Empire of Illusions

Empire of Illusions Once, I had an empire, but I was forced to set it on fire. One day, I realized it was all a hoax, crafted by fake crooks and plastic looks. Something in the static masked the dead and sick, until a revelation pushed me towards lamentation. The clothes I put on are woven with threads of cries and yearn, each thread has a story to be told, hidden in layers of irony and manifold. I had a dream where I could scream with authority, under no hidden scheme, where I'd be the one, my kingdom would come, tossing coins to decide the lessons to learn..... -Harsh Bernard Shaw