Of Sons And Little Empires Poem by Bill Grace

Of Sons And Little Empires



Those who are held by little empires
Know the terror of security
Know that they must grow to more
Realize soon or late the king's vision is not their own,
A path unbidden calling them to its lure; success-failure-treachery
Which even comfort and security only forestalls.

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