She stares at the ocean.

The waves crashing and falling.

 

Crumbling, Like an avalanche.

Everything falling apart.

 

For you can’t ride the boat.

You are imobile.

People do everything for you.

A King they would murmur. 

Chasing you, begging for your attention.

Although you fear publicity.

 

But when that crocodile ran you up that tree

did you dare to be that adventurous ever again?

 

The selfish emperor choosing the wrong decision.

Ultimately, endangering his people and country.

For you are a coward.

 

Family, the people always there.

But you only seem to ricoshay when the water touches the sand.

 

Only now I realise I begged and chased you to love me.

But unfortunately,

You are incapable of my love.

 

Undeserving.