The Man Whose Words Wern't Heard


through the day and night, a king made his pay

he lived a rich live life, with nothing in his way


although ruler of the land, something was missing

he desired a friend, whose soul wasn't greedy


So he sold his fame, and kept his soul

realized his dream, that was to grew old


as an ordinary man, surrounded by his friends,

he would never go back, to triumph again


In a life he didn't want, with all the money he could bet

now theres no greed to flaunt, and thats the best life can get




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