I'd Rather Be Myself

Why would I be a king?

Am I not a ruler of dirt?

Thrones may collapse at any time.

Then I will be homeless

Then I will be useless.

No, I shall not be king.

 

What is a king to a god?

Worshipped,

honored

 

Yet what is a god to a man,

whose faith sustains his existence?

 

No

 

I am the common man.

A face, two legs, two hands.

I’ll tend my farm and love my wife,

Sow my seeds and live my life.

 

When I’m old and withered,

Death will come hither.

 

I am the Last,

He intones.

The Sum of Your Past

I’ll welcome him warmly,

rest, relax.

 

I will take these eighty years,

Knowing that I gave my best

quietly smile�"look around at the tears.

Knowing that I passed every test.

Reviews

[TheWynnedow]

I really enjoyed this. Debating whether life is better lived in greatness or in personal success is how I interpreted it and I think that's a very interesting topic. Very well written too.