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The kingdoms of power

Crumble like a house of cards,

And just like a shattered mirror

You have to beware it’s flying shards,

The fall out it’s greater

Then the sum of all its parts,

Kings, Queens and Emperor’s

Die from a knife to their hearts,

The assassin tends to be

Someone that knew and trusted well,

But in the kingdoms of the power

If you trust others, you’ll be damned in hell,

Empires of power they rise up

On strength, deaths and fears,

Empires of powers crumble

But too few ever shed any tears.