Seven Kings

Hey Girls!

I was just looking through my poem book and thought you could read one of my fav.
Here it is!

SEVEN KINGS

Seven kings sit high on their thrones,
All brothers, united, and never alone,
And when war rises,
They rise together,

They will win, they know,
For when they attack their foe,
They attack together,
Whether it will be the last task they’ll ever have,
To be loving, fierce and hope for the last laugh,
Of their enemies shriek turning solemnly low,
For the foe
Had been defeated,
But the people cried in woe,

For their kings had passed away.
Leaving them nothing but an empty shade,
which were once seven countries, strong and powerful,
and this is what they say,

‘ The bloodline of our kings have washed away,
filling us with grief and we shall remember these days,
The days of seven funerals,
in the first week of May,
The days our beloved kings will stay underground with nothing more to say,
there will be no seven countries from now on,
there will be no food, no water, oh what has life done!
But we shall not fear, never will we flee,
for our kings rose together and so shall we.’

I hope you girls liked it!