The Mad King

Thanks to dotamapsdota for the photograph.

Mad Leoric the long dead king!
of olden days – a bloodied reign
where peasants pawns
conflict eternal
ethereal realms reserved for turmoil
each in turn does bow his head
to let the axeman steel the dread
in nations wide and far and deep
to breathe no more,
move sullen sleep
he rules with strength and iron fisted
rue do those who might have misstepped
wandered down a frightful path
of bloodied rage – an aftermath
where fate and hate cross twining roads
blinding those involved to goads
moving them too near a ledge
they fall and drown in muddied dredge


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