Marvel the Kings

Marvel kings whose fractured bones decorate the halls,

Graced by golden beams for children’s worship.

They whose crumbling skulls adorn our walls;

Honoured fallen soldiers' sharing Mother’s warship.

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Admire those who lived without sin, only instinct,

Killed, survived, and gathered allies for reckoning.

Armed for Mother’s war, threat distinct,

Death approaches, but life is beckoning.

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Ode now eulogy for those felled by the reaper,

Fury from the sky, the undefeatable.

Rulers overruled, a kingdom fallen deeper,

Further from Mother’s grasp. Lesson unteachable.

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Sharpest teeth and toughest skin did not shield

Kings preceding us. To Mother, we will never yield.