The Execution of Mufasa

No clapping is required, actually its unnecessary.
Quiet down before the King!
Clearing the throat. Adjusting clothes. Polishing his arrogance before he speaks.
Oh, it is good to be King.

Roars throughout the land slander the crown.
Laughter erupts burying those noises in ash.
Creating deserts out of bones don not test the patience and know tolerance is a present whenever you're in my presence.
It does not erect surpise I should mention.
The envy of power is accounted for throughout history however the ill attempt to dethrone me shall reap no rewards.
I will only tear open every stitch that my wars create.
You take me as seld absorbed? Contrastingly humility has been documented.
Have I not been gracious? Have I not been fair? Have I not been just and stable?
Or have we become like France and you aim to make me King Louis?
If so then bring the guillotine!

Those who seek power to have power are truly pawns in a world they seek to control but never will.
The world is controlled by nature, yet here I stand before you a King admitting this.
Denial shall grant no one vindication! To kill me would not justify the next b*****d! If another me arises whose to say he will be as I was.
Peasants does not equal fools. As wealthy does mean wise.
As King does not permit injustice.
Do as you must. Be swift with it.

Reviews

[RaeAlyn]

I saw several grammatical mistakes, but good poem.