King
King king of what
A country in despair
A country going nowhere
A family full of mistrust
A wife pulled from a wreck
Lies up to your neck
King king of who
Not a king to me, am I a king to you
Equality is a word
This king smells like turd
Are you king of the nature you behold
Nature that's slowly drifting to space
Maybe king of bombs and bullets
Polluting the air and eradicating species
King of friends who violated children
King of friends who will fix it for you
King of nothing or of no one
There are no kings in men.
Copyright © Clint Greenhowe | Year Posted 2022
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