Forcefully pushed aside
for another
After parting ways with
his brother
Deserted and mocked by the
public
At the time his name
became iconic
As his legend spread
across the republic
Decades before he became a
hero
He was celebrated as a
feeble
In the land of his
predecessors
Regarded as the root
of his ancestors
By those considered as his
oppressors
His eyes were like a
burning gleed
When the elders read out
the creed
He was ready to give up
his life
Stunned as he was asked to
take a bride
So as to relieve him of
his plight
Even the gods couldn’t
stop his enthronement
His ascension to the
throne was prominent
Dressed and addressed as His
Royal Majesty
Heads and knees bowed to
his dignity
And he reigned in love and
honesty
Dedicated to "The unknowns, The Forgotten and The Oppressed"
