He needs to grow up a little,
but how can you tell a man to grow?
He needs to be the king of his people,
but content he is in what he knows.
He can be the king of me.
But crown me, he will not.
He is playing with power,
without sending out the guard.
Falling in shambles,
Like a tower of cards.
The nation is defenseless,
and the throne is left for nought.
I watch in horror,
as a princess bride without her rock
Defenseless and in rags.
I beg he make haste.
Does he not realize-
the feast is for his doom?
Laden with poison-
With one lick of the spoon.
Please my love, awaken!
Can you not see what is at stake?
I need a man to hold me,
because no man can take your place.
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