The World

In this world we call our own,
everything seems not to matter,
But if you fall upon your throne,
remember this world is your platter.

Though we seem to think we can,
defy all laws and creation,
only the wise old man,
knows patience and dedication.

alas i leave you be in peace,
so you may find your way,
but remember my story and cease,
to be ignorant in your days.

the king is me, the king is you,
the world defined our own,
but if you dream of being true,
make you and your world benown.

what world is yours...