Pushed
Pushed out of my inheritance by jealous rivals,
Usurper queens sitting on the throne,
Stabbed in the back by those I once protected,
Humble king dethroned for no good reasons,
Exiled from my homeland must I be for eternity,
Destined never to regain my kingdom.
By Christopher Tye
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