Earnest
Musings on his greatness
Invite only scorn.
Leader of all men,
Even you.
He of skill
Eternally unmatched, though
Some try.
King of men,
Emperor of all mere mortals.
Your leader.
Heskey.
It's the silly season. I was bored. I'm sorry.
One of the most beautiful poems i have ever read. Reminiscent of Owen in his prime.
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