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[bodytext] => We live like Kings And pray to die like noble men We fly high on angel wings And fight and bleed for no-mans land In the trenches of our souls Missing is the inspiration We once had come to know As our saving testament Here alone our struggles insists Their intensity persists The tormenting they exude Can not resist and will never desist The Prince of the machine Orders his women cleaned His dedication to his legacy Has overtaken his kindness A precarious position Of love, fear and intuition Mourning the losses sustained His quest remains unattained In the shallow ocean Where no man drowns A new King is crowned The outlandish ceremony Fit for his kind of royalty A gasp, a shout, constant uncertainty Grappling with tumultuous decisions Lingering memories of dark prisons A beast of rage, let loose, abandoned Now powerless against his own religion The Gods of perpetual doom Poised, ready to assume The position vacated long ago Long before anyone can know Carved in stone, set aside Buried bones, attempt to hide The atrocities of Kings before The heroics of those Gods You worship and bow before Think of these Kings no more Think of their deception with scorn Die a noble man, one unsaved Live like a King, till’ your dieing age Appease only those you love Allow none to be modestly placed above Your family and humble home For if you do, and are nobel Your life today shall become your throne [comments] => 2 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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