My Kingdom Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry
My Kingdom
In a dream I was a king.
No kingdom
No queen
No ministers
And no horse
I was a king.
I surveyed my kingdom:
Wisdom was my first minister;
Love and peace, beauty and honesty
My subjects.
Plenty and happiness
My closest friends.
Surrounded with barbed wires
Under tight surveillance
I gave my prisoners no reprieve.
All powerful, irresistible
Vindictive and surreptitious
Perpetually ready to subvert
My prisoners,
Anger, dishonesty
Lies, violence and greed
Were kept under lock and key.
Thus the story went
My kingdom was affluent.
a nice kingdom for sure. a good read wish all kingdoms were like yours
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5/12/2024 1:11:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Never give up on love, peace and honesty, and some day you will find yourself in the middle in it. I do my best to be in it, but if someone comes by and he/she is not that, I just ignore that person, and I continue doing it from my part.