The True King Poem by Brute da Poet

yes
sit there and foolishly smile
while my smile is bigger
for your time is almost over
and me, the 2nd in command
will seize the throne
you may be at the prime of your life
but do you feel it?
the poison flowing through your viens
along with my treachery
adding even more insult to injury
and forget my oath to help you
if you neglect your oath to listen to my words
so keep smiling
cause soon the crown and power will go to the poet
the advisor
the philosopher
the true king