His smile was wide, and cocksure.
He knew what he wanted,
and he would have it.
His smile was gone, and broken.
He knew what he wanted,
he would never have it.
He would have those who defied him bow.
Those who bowed defied him.
Yet he took good care of his people.
He ruined their lives.
He was loved for it,
he was hated for it.
He supported the women around him.
He cared only for himself.
He would want the men to protect their kingdom.
The men believed the danger was inside.
He would have the world,
The world would have his head.
At the end of the day, they wanted him dead,
but he was to blind to see.
At the end of the day, they wanted him dead
but he didn't care.
He wanted to rule the world.
He wanted to be dead.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Seven Deadly Sins Poem
ŞiirSeven Poems, each about one of the seven deadly sins, without using the word of their sins, or related words (ie. no rage to describe Wrath). Enjoy my writing challenge for myself.
