An old prince of fortune
A dulled lucky charm
Sits atop a ruined palace
For others have moved onTo new lands
Novel and unknown
Fields of trail and pain
Away from his lonely throneThose of the forgotten prince
May they remember him
The prince of solitude
He will sing a lonely hymnAnd so the prince sits
Awaiting the return
Of his people
And his love
While the desert sun burns
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A Peek Behind The Veil
PoetryA collection of poetry that takes a deeper look at life experiences.