King Makers
king makers huddle recessed in dark
creators of history shrouded in mystery
old and wisened like great oak trees
internally vibrant cunning and silent
no good deed goes unpunished
dark hands with gold bands
mystery men of renoun
never a sound speak in whispers
comes to them a spark
they feed the spark till it comes aflame
more they say till flames a roar
they plot and scheme hidden away from all mainstream
Copyright © Steven Mitchell | Year Posted 2013
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