The Sealed Kingdom

There was once a new young king,
One that would often look up to the sky's and hear the birds sing.

Everyone thought him as a great ruler,
He was greatly loved by of all the girls and the people.

Then that storm came and shattered his mind,
No one knew how bad this would effect the young king nor mankind.

His kingdom shattered and fell,
He stood there in the ruin in utter disbelief everything was gone and nothing really mattered.

Years passed and the castle was rebuilt and from the ashes the walls spread,
They even built a proper crypt for the dead.

Once again the young king sat in his throne,
But he didn't even utter a groan.

It seemed like he had a thick grey cloud surrounding his head,
And if he didn't find a way out he would surely be dead.

Nothing would cure him, no medicine would make him feel dapper,
Nor would any adventure map to far off lands make him happier.

So he died, really of a broken and bruised heart,
They laid him in his royal chambers and the kingdom was abandoned
and sealed to the sound of Mozart.

No one lives in the kingdom now except the decomposed body of the king,
And in the twilight lit sky the Angels will always sing.