A king that makes one bow before him
And pales against the rage in a human soul
This beast, this king, has more dignity
Than the man who would exterminate him.
More peace than we
who would be superior.
This poem is a follow up to poem I wrote in high school. Eyes was written while I should have been listening to the teacher. Ironic since I am not the teacher. Please let me know what you think of this poem and its predecessor.