Crown


A shiny object that symbolize royalty.
It was made of gold and thousands tiny jewels.

It was perfectly fit for the kings and queens. A powerful weapon to control over the land.

Many wanted to take the crown for their own. Perhaps they were ambitious bad souls.

It was gleaming with power.

For millions of hopefuls to be next in line, wishing to be in the throne.

Far away, a boy with a pure heart was discovered by many and was chosen to be a ruler.

He stands with bravery, wanting to change the land into a peaceful place.

His good soul was influenced by many and his smile warms by many women.

The crown was in good hands, by the righteous one.

That happens to be me.

6/20/19

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