Unrest Soul: Pharaohs (2)

Pharaohs
It isn’t just a fall from height tall
No man can kick an earth like a ball
Standing on it with or without the law.

Pharaohs are those
Who falsely carve, frame and present
The book of life as an only pillow
Whereas they see me
As a dummy when I follow.

Pharaohs are those
Everywhere around an innate man
They dictate, I bow hiding a brow
Sitting on galvanised throne
They lead me through to hell
With the wings of an angel from heaven.

Pharaohs are those
I shame for fooling me ones
They would like to last forever but
The grass don’t stay green all the time.

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