Power is the Sun...

Waking to the early morn's light,
Nobody would ever expect his plight...
Always a good-hearted man,
It would seem completely preposterous to assume his plan...
But he has seen enough poverty for his life,
Now he wishes to bring his fellow men some light.
Walking into the sunrise,
He attacks his leader with surprise...
"Thou hath shown thine malice, 
now it shall be us who liveth in this palace"

Now as he settles into his throne,
promising wealth to all, in a favourable tone
He finds himself with utmost clout,
enough to conquer any country, without a doubt.
But now he finds himself sleeping lazily into the high hours of the day,
And why not? He hath no tax to pay…
With his newfound authority,
He finds no reason to care of the minority
And now another man riseth early in the morn
And saith to himself, “T’is a beautiful day to give reason for the king’s family to mourn”