You must think for yourself,
others cannot live for you.
The others will search for your help,
and soon begin to adore you.
You are a great being son,
thats what his mother told him.
Youre meant to do things never done,
Remember the future is never dim.
The flow of Imagination is all he had,
he was growing up a king,
His lfe was set so he was never sad,
Yet he never understood the meaning.
As his fathers time had finally past,
the boy must become a man.
Son i dont know how long I'll last,
but in you i forever can.
The boy knows without him he wouldnt be who he is today,
He is scared amidst it all,
as he prepares his speech to say.
He walks down the aisle and to their knees they fall.
The time has come to rise up.
Shake off the encompassing webs.
Deny yourself what was once gossip
Seperate from the living dead.
His speech began and the crowd went wild,
not restless as hed assumed.
He no longer is the helpless child,
valiantly he resumes.
His goal is to conquer all,
not for the money or endless trees.
He is the greatest ruler youve ever saw.
He brings ****** peace.
The world united is all he wants.
He will not stop till he gets it.
The words he speaks dont seem to flaunt,
however his demeanor speaks it.
Then one day he bears a child.
He could never expect it.
His heart sudenly tender and mild.
So upset of the bloodshed he directed.
The world is one but not through war,
Thats what he finally realized.
The pain and suffering went to far.
There was a new look in his eyes.
He taught his son all he could about the circle of life,
His son ignored and did not listen,
He didnt have to go through strife,
Never had a brow glisten.
His old man was crazy thats what they said,
the naysayers coming forth by the hundreds,
All through his gain they wanted to be paid,
but he no longer felt any hatred.
His son decides one day his fathers time has come,
he prepares mentally all day,
his fathers progress mustnt be undone.
He will step in his fathers way.
As he comes up behind his father,
knife up to his throat.
He tells his father not to bother,
then he begins to gloat.
My empire will triple yours in money and power,
I will forever be respected by my servants.
Now father comes my hour,
Let everyone be observant.
My son just let me utter first a phrase,
hopefully it teaches you something.
If forever you count the riches paid,
your life will mean nothing.
I love you my son,
Just do one favor i plead.
No father the deed is done.
I now shall watch you bleed.
