There was once a Man who grew up with much sadness
Facets of life surrounded him with malice.
He discovered that evil preys on those who are weak
And though still so young, the outcome seemed bleak.
The future King lived his life of insecurities and corruption,
Hurting those around him, but lo, an interruption!
New Life was so unexpectedly brought into a cruel world
Naked, unwanted, into turmoil so was Life viciously hurled.
The Man awoke from his useless slumber
Because he eventually realized at least one blunder.
So he set forth to correct his ongoing poverty
But he overlooked one fatal flaw: his barbary.
Living a life of treachery, many were soon in his debt.
He built a kingdom and became the King, but one thing he did forget.
Even though this King has money and power
And many people in his antagonistic presence did cower,
There are some who see through his mask so rough.
They see the insecurities not covered well enough
The ongoing, intimidating feeling of not always having the upper hand
Displayed by childish actions of antagonism so well honed
But my dear King, fear thee not!
You need not act like the asses in your stable
To keep your preciously guarded and maintained masquerade
From crashing down.
Facets of life surrounded him with malice.
He discovered that evil preys on those who are weak
And though still so young, the outcome seemed bleak.
The future King lived his life of insecurities and corruption,
Hurting those around him, but lo, an interruption!
New Life was so unexpectedly brought into a cruel world
Naked, unwanted, into turmoil so was Life viciously hurled.
The Man awoke from his useless slumber
Because he eventually realized at least one blunder.
So he set forth to correct his ongoing poverty
But he overlooked one fatal flaw: his barbary.
Living a life of treachery, many were soon in his debt.
He built a kingdom and became the King, but one thing he did forget.
Even though this King has money and power
And many people in his antagonistic presence did cower,
There are some who see through his mask so rough.
They see the insecurities not covered well enough
The ongoing, intimidating feeling of not always having the upper hand
Displayed by childish actions of antagonism so well honed
But my dear King, fear thee not!
You need not act like the asses in your stable
To keep your preciously guarded and maintained masquerade
From crashing down.