Nothing

The jewels, the robes, the throne.

The Crown.

All these things my right to own.


The rivers, the mountains, the valleys

The land.

My court supports me with rallies.


The knights, the horseback, the castle,

The sword.

All bend to my will without a hassle.


But all these things, mean nothing to me.

Nothing.

What’s real is the people who depend on me.

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