O King!

Sitting here

In front of you

I ask you of your stories

I ask you of your life

How did you live here?

And how did you die?

Do you feel the same way

Like I feel here when I lie?

Did you see the clear skies?

Did you see the shady trees?

Did you enjoy the view up here?

With these yellow leaves

Did you want to relax here?

Or did you make war plans?

Did you sing to the music of nature

Or did you choose to dance?

I ask you O King! 

How did it feel

To live a life so big

To us, it doesn't even seem real!