Kings don't dream; they reign,
Majestic rulers, with power ingrained.
On lofty thrones, they sit with pride,
Their kingdom, their land, their pride.
Their crowns gleam, adorned with jewels,
Their robes, rich and regal, never to be fooled.
For kings don't dream; they reign,
Dominating over the land, they claim.
With a voice that commands,
They silence the noise of the common man.
Their will is law, their word is final,
For kings don't dream; they reign, so immortal.
Their kingdoms stretch far and wide,
With armies ready to fight and ride.
For kings don't dream; they reign,
Their strength and might, they always maintain.
It's not just a title, it's a way of life,
Being a king comes with a heavy price.
They sacrifice their own desires,
For the good of their people, they never tire.
Their subjects look up to them with awe,
For kings don't dream; they reign, with a powerful roar.
They provide protection, they keep the peace,
For kings don't dream; they reign, making their kingdom increase.
But little do people know,
That behind the crown, there's more to show.
For kings do dream, but only at night,
When the world is asleep, they let out their fright.
Dreams of battles, dreams of loss,
Dreams of untold secrets, and hidden flaws.
But as the sun rises, they put on their mask,
For kings don't dream; they reign, fulfilling their task.
They lead by example, they inspire their people,
With their words, they weave a web so lethal.
For kings don't dream; they reign,
Their authority unshakeable, their legacy to remain.
They build grand castles, with walls so high,
But inside, they are just as human as you or I.
For kings don't dream; they reign,
But they are not immune to pain.
They have loved ones, they have a heart,
But their duty comes first, they cannot depart.
For kings don't dream; they reign,
Their subjects' well-being, they must maintain.
But even a king needs a break,
A moment to rest, a moment to take.
For in the midst of their reign,
Kings do dream, they're not just machines.
They dream of a better world, a better tomorrow,
Where there's no sorrow, no pain, and no sorrow.
For kings don't just rule with an iron fist,
They dream of a world, where love and peace exist.
So next time you see a king,
Remember, they too have dreams within.
For kings don't just dream; they reign,
Balancing duty and dreams, they bear the strain.
But through it all, they continue to lead,
Their kingdom, their people, their legacy,
For kings don't just dream; they reign,
Writing their story, leaving a mark that will remain.
Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ Kings Don't Dream; They Reign
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