Charles Hice

Rookie (May 13 2004 / Heaven)

Nine Times - Poem by Charles Hice

they think to steal the kingdom let us reason together we will steal the kingdom we will kill the son of the king and rule in his stead we will be the crown prince but the prince shall rise up from the dead and the kingdom belongs to the king and his only son all of the fortunes is his to bestow stealing and killing will never bestow taking with violence is always disgraced the world loves the killer it is true he kills for prophets to slay he kills the innocent to slay he kills the rightful ruler to slay in his justice than the kingdom becomes his domain the truth of the rule is the fire the bones embers of justice the flesh a throbbing pain nothing is worth this worlds gain nothing is worth the rule of the gain
Nine Times


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end times 999 is inverted 666

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 12, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, January 13, 2014


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