You and I both knew
There had to be a day
Where one of us would
die
Though I am quite disappointed
You did not put up a fight
You let something like shared blood
Block your drive
Let's hope when I spilled it
It opened your eyesBut at last
It was too late
You were soft
And for that the price was greatSo now as you rest in your casket
Just below your stone
Isit within my castle
Resting on my throne.
Not just as a king
Not just as a father
But as a man who fought for power
And killed his only brother-Nør
YOU ARE READING
Nørs Nightmares
PoetryThis is more poetry and I would love to take comments for ideas of more.Also credit for the cover to @Zuko_42