Life of a "pharoah"
The 7 letters of my title equal those of my first name
Being in this position is better than any fame
I am known to be the most valuable player in the game
If you were Pharoah you would definetly feel the same
I swear on my soul that there is no army
That can conquer this HIV-like monarchy
My blood don't run it walk through my veins to my bones
As I sit most comfortably on my ivory-decorated throne
Sittin over my wisdom is a 5-pointed crown on the left side of my head
I assure not only I eat but all of my citzens taste bread
Strewn across my torso is a red, black, & green robe of course
Waiting next to me is Haorahp, my noble black horse
Notice my horse's name is spelled Pharoah in reverse
Being royalty in today's generation is both a gift and a curse
I thought it would be my best feat, yet it has become my worst
Envy is in the air that i breathe, but for what cost is it worth
Is this my fate, destiny, or is it just meant to be
Will it be foes or friends plotting to dethrone me, the roylaty
I like to be unique, I need no Queen, I'm royal enough
My mere presence, skill, mind-set, and glare label me tough
I prefer exile, the backseat, I don't want people to find me
That makes me different from Ramses ll, King Tut, Hammurabi, and Ghandi
I clearly see a demon-infested, hell-hot road where the path is narrow
Constant vigilance is key if you want to live the Life of a Pharoah
Copyright © Richard-Jamaal Keen | Year Posted 2009
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