The Rise Of The King

This is a short poem about revenge

The King died from the lies 

The King died from the goodbyes

But now

The King has chosen to rise 

Im sorry old friend 

but this will be your demise

He was once overthrown

,but now he is just overgrown

Tomorrow you shall die 

For The King has chosen to rise

But let us not say our goodbyes

for I am the mirror in which all learns to lie

See my child I am the king 

and I have chosen to rise

In the end you will all die. 

Author's Note

I would love any advice!

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Seems too short...
needs a bit more luster...
the King rises...
and then we are left to wonder why???
unless that is your intent here...

[Mercutio]

Thank you! Im currently working to add a little more flavors towards it.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

you're welcome...I can see this is much different now...

[Mercutio]

Im not sure if its better or not ,but I will keep on working on it.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Have at it...let me know when you've completed it...seems you like to put internal rhyme in your work...just by the start of this verse...and I'll have at it again...