Kings and Queens

Their ways carry them far,by their power people know just who they are. They travel high in first class or not at all. To be seen in all the top fashion you could think of. They live out their wildest dreams. Thrown money around like it grows on trees. Most things get handed down to them, to show respect for who they are. Some days you could read about them, turn your radio on you might hear about them. Mistakes they try hard not to make. If they should fall, then the whole world will know just who they are. Their life at times, no room to be left alone, the price of being a king or queen they succeeded. The honored to be just who they are, they are talked about, even when they are dead and gone. Some feel they are pushed too far. Their faith and strength raise them high to glow within this world. This world with all the jewels, the wealth, van all be gone. They know me for who I am. At times I feel I am not free to myself as a king or queen. Without love and joy there is no point to it all. Famous to the world, a star in your eyes I am. My head raised high, doesn’t matter if I’m a king or queen.