Dynasty Prologue
And how my heart did feel that day
When all alliance beat upon the crush'd
All hope of victory was deftly flush'd
By blood and for low price was I betrayed
But all in secrecy was soft relayed
And not an hour faster was it rushed
Nor at the table did my "ally" blush
The lowly cur did at his seat forestay
The sin of infidels was hid away
And cloaked were greed for power and her lust
Due to my errant place of trust
I lived not to my confidence belay
And thus my dynasty came to an end
By the hand of one counted as my friend.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world