A Legacy
fathered in cold
raised by silver
I am the lost child of old
with a heart of gold
never betray your friends
for your enemies
are wolves in pens
are wolves in pens
with the key in your hands
and the lie in your heart
I'm the one man on earth
who can tell them apart
if I die
and you become queen
and you become queen
I ask for forgiveness
from all that I have seen
so let me go alone
and unlamented
this world I give you
a forest of contentment
a war I have fought
of my flesh and bone
to you I leave
this world and my throne
this world and my throne
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.