Ronny A. Vargas
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King Mundano . . . greedy being.
You have won battles that make no sense.
With nature you weren’t affectionate,
you are an ill-fated being.
Will my sword be the cure for your greed?
Green fields, now gray fields.
Dirty hands filled with materialism.
Your hunger as poison, over dead branches.
The birds in their bereavement flew.
They flew away from this uneasiness.
Flew from this desperation.
Negligent without prudence. Insane.
Generous acts were not your skill.
Your death as a trap,
planted over the paths of hope.
Is my dagger the cure for your craziness?
Days plunged into darkness.
Drowned night, plight of moon.
With each of your bitter strokes,
you have broken life in pieces.
Even gratitude is wounded.
I will not let this wish of death act upon me.
You will live without honor, but with a core of horror.
To be witness of the disparity between death and disease.
You will live as an ignorant being
and you will learn how strong your vanity is.
The war was declared to the King Mundano: The greedy king of planet Sullet.