Monday, November 9, 2009

The King (a poem)

can you guess what this is about?

The King

Once there was a boy
that was wild like the wolf,
and his mischievous actions
got him into trouble.

The child like the wolf
did not fit in.
He wanted to belong and
he longed to be happy.

No one ever listened or cared,
so he ran away in search of a land
where someone or something would care,
to a place where he belonged.

He ran through the night to the sea
and got in a boat in which he sailed for days.
Amidst the storm that he was in,
he found new land, in hope that this place was different.

The wolf found light in the darkness.
A new hope was born.
He though his problems fixed
but the boy was wrong.

In the woods he found the beasts
unhappy, just as he was.
But he thought if he played along,
everything would seem okay.

He told the beasts that he was king,
and that he had conquered many things.
The king said he would rule their land,
and that he would keep them happy and together
because that is what they wanted, and he wanted to belong.

And when the beasts got wild
the king silenced them with two mighty words
Using his voice as a weapon, he shouted
“BE STILL!” and they were still.

They rejoiced as the king’s new reign began
because they were happy and together.
They ran amongst the trees, and destroyed the nature
because it was fun, and they wanted fun.

That night when the sun went down
and all was silent,
the beasts and the king
rested as one.

When they awoke
They built a home
For all of them to have fun in
and for them to sleep in a big pile in.

The next morning they started to play.
It was fun that they sought.
But when their playful nature got too rough,
that was then when they fought.

A war the king started.
The good against the bad.
The beasts started to turn on one another,
and the happiness became undone.

The beasts roared at the “king”.
They were mad at him
and blamed him for their problems.
But this time he couldn’t make it all better.

They found out that he was no king.
Nor a wolf, just a boy in a costume.
The beasts told him “if you don’t leave we will eat you”
so the child decided to go.

In his boat he returned,
and the monsters gave him a push out to sea
They all knew this couldn’t go on.
As he sailed away, the wolf and the beasts
howled at the moon as one.
For one last time, they all fit in.

The child sailed the seas for many nights
until he reached his home.
His family was happy to see him
and everything was okay because he was safe.
This is where he belonged.

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