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Where I Belong

I rode upon my noble steed,

I searched for a place to rest,

As I climbed over a misty hill

I saw a green forest;



And at the far end of it was

A beauty never seen;

An enchanting view smiled at me,

I thought it was a dream!



A city rose out of the darkness

Proudly standing still

It drew me to it, I don't know why

It was such a thrill!



I took my horse, and drove towards it

Hoping there to find;

A new world, new charm, new people, and

Men of a like mind.



But what I found out there was such a

Wonder unforeseen;

A beautiful city, beautiful people

All were in deep pain



A black cloud had been gathering at

Corner of the sky;

The king came to me, told me, 'help us!

Dark time has come neigh'!



I rode to defend helpless city,

For enemies to meet;

And held the entrance, bloody from the

Soldiers at my feet!



The cloud was broken, sun had come out

I returned to King;

But to my horror, that man had gone

Rogue, vandalizing!



The city cried, the people still pained,

I determined to

Challenge the King, stop him, for still

Justice left to do!



Drove him away, freed the city;

I was duly asked;

To take the throne and rule the people

I took on the task.



But little did I know that I was

Foolish to no ends;

For soon the people came to me and

I could apprehend



Something gone wrong, and my fear

Indeed came to pass;

For they told me to leave the throne, for

As the common mass;



They felt a ruler they did not need

What they needed was

A guard, protector- who would help them

But would not rule, because



They wanted freedom, wanted to do

Whatever they please

And I being the King was not way

It was meant to be!



And horror it was that I again

Met as I stepped down

I took my horse and my belongings

Threw away the crown



Rode out, unflinching, ringing in

Ears their voices plead

But I was not to look back at them

For it was not my greed



Of being revered; being banked on;

Being the protector

What I truly wanted was the

Glory of Emperor!



And now I wander once more as I

Used to once before

And keep looking for a place where I would

Someday wash ashore



Where glory that I seek will be mine

Find eternity;

Or maybe someday I will return

To that same city



When time is ripe for them to usher

In a King in place

Till then I travel, on an exile

But refuse disgrace;



For my flag will decorate only

Palace that be mine

Or it will rest in my pack, waiting

For a place with shine



What I will not let it become

Is just another rag

Of a petty soldier, for my honor is

What I will always brag!

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