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The Fall of a
Corrupt King
In the days of old, a king did reign,
But his rule was marked by
disdain.
He wore a crown he did not earn,
And in his heart, only
selfishness did churn.
He hesitated, afraid to take a stand,
And in his pursuit, he held the
king in his hand.
A rainbow shone, a sign of
warning,
But the king refused to take heed
of the forewarning.
The treacherous ministers took control,
Killed the king, and left the
city in a fiery toll.
The kingdom's foundation did
crumble,
And the ancestral temple was left
to rumble.
The people fled, seeking a new place to reside,
Their tears and mourning they
could not hide.
As they looked back on their
former home,
They saw the sorrow and grief
that had grown. |
