The Lonely Wanderer...The Choice He Made....

Losing Oneself

dreaming.....

It seems I lose myself in dreams
At least a place where I can go
Away from turmoils of the world
Always around they seem to be

Disregard I can do
Except when in my face they come
Thrown by persons unseen
Most of the time

Yet what is sent out
Is returned
Redeemed to be by those
Who know not what they do

King of Persia

Into a field at early dawn
A solitary figure came
Unloved he thought himself
Lonely wandering on his own
Never anyone around

He did not realize
This choice had he made
Hundreds of years ago
When King of Persia he had been
Or maybe Emperor

Surrounded then on every side
Wherever he would go
Courtiers sycophants
Many of that kind
Demanding
Begging
Blaming
Praising

Strife...Again As It Is Today

who rules now

Tired he had become of them
To change the only way for him
Ridding himself of all the strife
That went on his daily life

Yet no way out for him was there
A country still for him to rule
With wisdom from within
An iron hand needed indeed
Many factions strive did they
As is happening again today

Replaced

drone becoming

Through the workings of his mind
Another way was shown to him
Leave all behind he could
Go to another nicer place
A drone would then take on his face
Sit on the throne
Take the reins from his hands
And rule the kingdom in his place
This he agreed to and so did die
And born again was he
Now a lonely wanderer became
No-one to call him friend

Returned the karma in full flow
What you wish for you do get
Maybe not the way you wanted
Clarity important be
Precise
Concise
Carefully checked
Before the choice is made

Listen carefully it could be you...