THE KING OF ALL KINGS
A kingdom is an ancient place
Whereby secrecy is a norm
The doors have ears
A kingdom is a home
Whereby safety is imperative
The windows are closed
It is that lingering feeling,
As you hear the sound of the sea
Speaks in tongues
Know that you have arrived
As you feel the wind
Release that air
Know that you have obtained
It is that mystery,
A kingdom is a word
Whereby analyses the culture
The gates are closed
A kingdom is a round table
Whereby it Modifies the tale
It is that lingering feeling.
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