Laying somewhere in the ruins
What remains is barely human
Scattered, hidden and broken
A great story still untold
Of a man who lost his gold
All because if words unspoken
He had it all
Everything you can imagine
But being small
Doesn't mean you can't win
If he took a stand
To claim his land
If only he could speak up for himself
That is a win in itself
Bit by bit they broke him down
Pretty soon he was the clown
Just some familiar joke
Of a little cowardice bloke
As he crashes to the ground
You could hear a rumbling sound
He was too weak
Not good enough to be king
Chance was bleak
How dare he try to sing
If he raised his voice
He'd have a choice
It's sad when you gave you best
Ruins reminds us of a glorious past
©lenni-x
L