Men who would be kings

In this dire time of much concern

we spirit angry thoughts and words

in spite of our better nature.

One man of small courage and great wrath

another of astounding self-importance and façade,

have brought a heavy heart to bear.

Those who would be kings are but paupers,

yet the paupers would be kings,

and burdens such as darken our dreams

lay waste and all becomes naught.

Frustration and near hatred course these veins

that want but for the smallest of respect,

and the gentle child becomes frightened

and the man becomes the child.

Neither speaks and neither dreams

of being its solemn own.

So times move forth as days die

and the crucible chars its charge.

And the prophet and philosopher

find solace only in their sleep.

Such great men in such great times

would such great things become.

But in these dire times of much concern

the crucible chars

and the great men sleep.