The Fall of a King

The king has fallen, that we know,
There was no way to save him, nothing to show.
No way to prove that he really did care
For all those around him, with those whom he’d share.

Those who he confined with, through good times and bad,
Those who he’d come to, when real life got sad.
Those he’d share with, his happiness and fun,
Those he’d believe in, just as much as the sun.

There were those that seemed to like him, those that did not,
Those that made fun of him, thought they lied, the whole lot.
For all still enjoyed him, his goofiness and games,
Those that would trust him, even his outlandish claims.

But now his time has ended, his flame has gone out,
Forced out by the people he really cared about.
Forced out too soon, still in his prime,
Forced out too soon, far too soon for his time.

i had written this for someone that had a VERY long ban, and i never expected to see again

Very good, very good.

as i've heard

and glad to see he returned... even if it wasnt here yet

Aye!

He adds such life to the BK forums.

yea, he is the bypass machine, but you need to be more than the little weekly shot of morphine