poems

Golden Gates

Locked out of the golden gates, entrance of the mighty kingdom

Once a place of residing

Now banished, vanished

Gone into hiding.

Weeping, watching everyone else

All the peasants, the dwarves, and the elves

so happy and free, so cheerful they sing

because they were able to escape the wrath of the king.

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