No longer live the tyrant,
For his fate I shall endow,
I have come, demeanor violent,
And today the king shall bow.
He will kiss the ground below me,
Plead his life to no avail,
As my sword berates his glory,
And I'll strike him without fail.
So stand witness to the presence,
Of a justice none has known,
For today the king will meet his end,
And I shall take his throne.
End

Comments (6)
Speechless~ :no_mouth:
Excellent poem!
Wow!