The King’s Renditions

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The casting of crowns
Decreed by the King
Made of silver and gold sights
From rape and pillage by his Knights
The people robbed of their cherished
To be melted and transformed
For the King’s ego
To display on his uniform
For he is the King, after all
Not as popular, as once thought
But he did after persistence
Get placed in the royalty he sought.
Made up agendas
To create havoc and destroy
The once great society
To remove love and joy.
Division is the new platform
From which he stands
To portray a group
Of change throughout the land.
Families hating each other
Just by speaking of mind
For it is the King’s plan
To divide and conquer their kind.
To have it all for the crown
The correction of wealth
To redistribute from the haves
Just to place upon himself.

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