A king is nothing without his crown
It is shown on a mount
He must protect his throne
Like a dog with a bone
A war will start,
Blood will shed and king
Is about to meet his death
A man with crown in a war..,
Is just like a prison bar
A crown is mighty in a castle,
But in the battlefield the one
With crown will hustle
For he is nothing without a muscle
You may rule the land
But I have a weapon on hand
I can protect if they demand
I carry a blade,
With my honor at stake
But there is a rule you will make
“My life has to be saved by that of your blade”
When you got injured
I was the one, whom you blamed
The soldiers surrounded me with flame
You hold the crown as a king
But I hold this blade that I forge
Saving lives, but you, I ignored.
I may become a traitor
But still my blade is
A Sword of an Honorable Ruler…
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