The Ruin Kingdom

In time back before sunrise,

Before the birds realized a day,

Just between the zigzag line ends, the boring but hopeful story,

The fading part of the year with two roads.

I made a mistake, the one bored just like the regretting son out of wedlock birth,

Inventing my own world out of words, dim kingdom as a king,

Creating language without words, like telling the unnecessary story.

A vital mistake, for the hunter has forgotten his trap.

The spear has killed a bird but leave the nursing chick unnoticed,

Cause the meaningless words was spoken,

The unrealized mistakes of the doctor takes lives,

The fear of darkness has faded the vision of light.

Oh, how desolated is the man been a king without insight,

The battle has ended before he make a battle call, the drum was late,

For he call family a stranger, friends he asked of identity,

I pity, for the strange hunter is now alike like a king.

Call to the sunrise for the birds are together,

Leave the hilarious story untold, for the time might not be right,

Into the heart of the king the moon revolved, 

The stars wait upon the sun, like a farmer upon the rain.

Good morning, for the storm is over, the sun has rising to click the clock,

If only two sunset were hold, for mistakes to be corrected,

Two kingdom under the hidden natural history,

For there is wisdom from knowledge,

If only the fool accept the words of the one he call foolish,

Maybe the eyes wouldn't have been blinded, 

A king with fear rules in the dark, just like the hunter that shoot in fear kill the leave,

Again, Maybe the proud king has not been told of destruction,

The end is near, it part in ruin in the desert of confusion,

For the end of the race is where it started.