Sunday, November 20, 2011

There Was A Boy

There was an infant born around coins and notes,
He sucked milk in a palace built on a boat.
There was a boy who's name was chanted,
His dreams fulfilled, all his wishes granted.
There was an adult so wild and reckless,
He tore people down, always summoned a mess.
There was a man so full of himself,
His biggest pride his ego, placed on a shelf
And then, there was a senile fellow, dying alone,
He owned stallions and palaces, but not a single home.

No comments:

Post a Comment