You become King
Only once
You have
Blood on your hands
Scars on your face
And a heart tenderised
By being
Broken
Over
And over
You become King
Not when
Daddy
Gives you his crown
But when you
Take
It
From
Him
Or forge one
Yourself
In his absence
With bloodied hands
Rest it upon a
Scarred face
Rule
With a
Tender heart
