Thursday 25 March 2021

The Conquered King

by Nick Gisburne



An iron fist of hatred grips our souls
A scourge of twisted tyranny and pain
With blood and fear he conquers and controls
Exulting in the terror of his reign
But from the darkest shadows of the slums
Insurgency awakens in the night
Believing now, at last, our moment comes
We gather, and the flames of rage ignite
He falls beneath the fury of our force
A king no more, defeated and deposed
His eyes reveal no flicker of remorse
And yet he sees the weakness we exposed
    Together we destroy the tyrant’s rule
    The conquered king, the bully of the school