To Be King
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Like the sting of rapier
The words cleave the trodden soul
Blood bound to the crimson spewed
In payment, the heavy toll
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Mirrored image truculent
A child seen in repose
The wonder gone from their eyes
And wonder of where it goes
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Flesh has born in body torn
Epitaphs in sullen grey
A feast is spread before us
Table filled with what we say
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There upon white muslin sheet
Your past lies as your repast
A thousand lashes are struck
From dispersions that were cast
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So, council not to anger
Speak only words in wisdom
For what we put in the world
Our kingdom it shall become
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
What we put in the world will most certainly become our kingdom. Wise words indeed filling the verses of a beautiful poem. Lovely work Brad!
Thank you my kind friend! My best to you!
You’re welcome my friend!
where does a child’s wonder go?
Maybe we still have it and just forgot how to use it…
I think you’re right; it’s in us somewhere…
Hopefully we retain at least a bit of a child’s wonder and their caring and gentle, open approach to the world
Maybe that is what they mean when they talk about our “inner child”. I think being surrounded by them in the classroom offers you a blessed daily reminder. Thanks, Beth!
it really helps –
Speak only words in wisdom. Easy for you to say!
Easy for anyone to say, but admittedly hard to do. Thanks, Geoff!
Lots of ways to interpret your words. The lesson for me is children learn everything from us—the good and the bad. We need to understand that responsibility and always be mindful of it.
Thanks, Pete! It is all about ownership of our words and actions. Not only for the children that absorb everything they see and hear, but for the rest of our the world too. I appreciate all your support and comments.
We should never stop wondering! I’ve always made an effort to retain my childlike spirit and wonderment. I never want to stop learning, and I never want to stop my excitement over simple pleasures, like bubbles or rainbow sprinkles.
Excellently written!!
I always had you pegged as a rainbow sprinkles kind of gal! Thank you, my dear friend!
This is such a great piece and great message. Many children don’t have a chance to be a child at all. What we do to others we will answer for some day. This is a great piece for children, teenagers and adults. I love this poem. Everyone could use such a reminder. Love Jonikins
Thanks Jonikins!
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