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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Humbling of a King
[time] => 2005-01-03 15:59:03
[hometext] => on leaving materialism and finding self
[bodytext] => The Humbling of a King As he chortled mightily in the hall of kings Stroking his tunic with an arrogant gin Shadows move slowly across the floor And the cold marble shined like glass. The halls were silent and void of life Had all that was here vanished at night Had it all been the plundered and spoils Of a contrived and imagined revolt In some past times carriages rolled Through streets with no fear or reprise En-route to chateaus and the glory of whom In the fields of wealth and play Compatriots who at side in opulence lost Have faded from view no knock at his door Wardrobe of letters and plaques on the walls Accomplishments many so hollow and vain Truculent voices that echo in sleep Ameliorating that which he’d done Such importance he placed on personal things And of those who adorned thy mind with praise This would be charade shall soon pass He spoke to himself that it will be reborn The ladies and courtiers to beckon his whims And feasts with dancers alive in resplendent attire Of that which was here in mind and eye Is nevermore and to that he resigns His fortunes of coin and material things Were but taken by those in the streets But now inside he finds greater wealth His time is filled with that which he lost The words the paint and music he played Are filling the days and he knows who he is [comments] => 1 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 31 [informant] => newewe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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