10 hours ago
"Kings of Glass"
In his last moment in pain, a king of glass
will shatter at the whisper he is wrong.
Martyred by a question, he sighs his last,
his sulking silence louder than a gong.
He boasts his strength and skill will never lack
while shouting over those more wise than he.
He delegates the tasks he won't attack,
and counts his presence as his industry.
He does the least, yet hungers for the praise;
Demands support while offering up none.
He rages when the world denies his claims,
and treats every "no" like a loaded gun.
Kingdoms rise and fall, the truth beneath is plain:
The crown of man is brittleness and blame.
AAAH I did not have internet the past couple of days so I wrote one based on your old last line ::joy::
I will try to fix it later, altho the meaning is totally different and I had to write my whole poem around the old opening line because it was so bizarre ::joy::
In his last moment in pain, a king of glass
will shatter at the whisper he is wrong.
Martyred by a question, he sighs his last,
his sulking silence louder than a gong.
He boasts his strength and skill will never lack
while shouting over those more wise than he.
He delegates the tasks he won't attack,
and counts his presence as his industry.
He does the least, yet hungers for the praise;
Demands support while offering up none.
He rages when the world denies his claims,
and treats every "no" like a loaded gun.
Kingdoms rise and fall, the truth beneath is plain:
The crown of man is brittleness and blame.
AAAH I did not have internet the past couple of days so I wrote one based on your old last line ::joy::
I will try to fix it later, altho the meaning is totally different and I had to write my whole poem around the old opening line because it was so bizarre ::joy::