Short Fantasypeople Poems

The Funeral Song

On top of the mountain lived a king
He banned the village from song
They wondered why their king was sad
The people would cry to no avail
They hoped and prayed it wouldn't last long
And soon they'd sing his funeral song
The king was only an empty shell
For singing was all they ever had
Tho they knew their king was wrong 
He never let his people sing






To get the rhyme read it first line then last and so on