A Lion Crowned King

The royalty he desires Burns brighter Than any fire The dreams he always had Mislabeled as passing fads Late nights, constantly wishing For miracles that have been missing Visions, of standing proud His head, kept in the clouds Misjudged and preconceived His ideas always deceived His spirit? They shot it down Besmirched his phony crown Then one day, he said enough A diamond in the rough He took the journey strong It was all to prove them wrong Til the day, they sang his song The day they rang his gong Of royalty and passion Dismissing all of the ration The destiny that he sought Now is his hard and earned spot The throne, it is his throne His crown, is what he honed The emperor of his time His moment is so sublime The king of utter zeal This moment is so surreal Tears of glory fall From eyes that seen it all But was it all really worth it? Maybe fame is distorted Royalty? Was it succeeded? Or is his life what has receded? He achieved his one true goal Yet his life, blacker than coal His dream turned to regret Experiences change mind set Everyone thinks he has it all But demise is now his call Inside his castle walls His heart...it slowly falls But he will be remembered His name...never dismembered His lesson will be prevailing His name...forever hailing His song we'll always sing A lion...crowned king