The Lonely Kings by Tony Chiri
Sitting alone against my lonely throne,
Looking about on the kingdom I once roamed,
Sitting here wondering how I came to be,
The once powerful and dreadful now lonely king,
I built this great empire through hard work and much spent time,
I built this great empire,
This empire I call mine,
It once was so glorious,
So extravagant and full,
Now it is just dark and empty,
This great empire is now dull,
So as I sit here pondering how things came to be,
I look upon this kingdom,
I m now the lonely king,
And I think somewhere off in the distance I m sure there is much glee,
Some other wonderful kingdom where happiness came to be,
And in this head I picture that place so wonderful,
So great,
But then I remember all too soon,
That place will be filled with hate,
And then one day,
I will not be alone,
Sooner or later there will be hundreds,
Thousands just like me,
I will sit in one of many thrones,
Home to all of the once great now lonely kings