king underworld

 

He smiles and looks around

The wounds of the battle are heal,

But he all alone with his dog

He looks up and smile

How am i so lonely boy,

He looks down and does a sigh 

With the souls who have no life

He looks around with no eyes

He wounding if i found the one

Walks like a person who lost his pride

How could he be so alone

With all these souls

His brothers laugh and play

All he can do is sit an watch

Am I happy?...

Can i do that

But the papers come over him

Swallowing him up

Knowing he now have job todo

Can I ever be happy

 

Can i have the time

His pride comes over him

Making him sit and work

I never can be like them…..

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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