Viceroy, I Honor Thee

September 19, 2010
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He who melts your kingdom
will someday seek your avarice
stones of sin set within you
your vision unkind, as all are
no glory could withhold the kings
who once met him on an evening's day
and again by day's nightfall

Viceroy, I honor thee
may your crimson spread
till the undergrowth overtakes you
and swords slay your respite
from the cares that care nothing
someday I may come to your kingdom
and breathe upon it
the flames you once consumed





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