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
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