False Kings
A warning you must heed
So you wish to be a king?
First, there’s something you must know…
How not to be a king is written down below.
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A king is not a bully
The kingdom cannot be sullied
So be careful of who you hurt
Because hallowed ground will quake
To the sound of shallow crowns
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For when blood is spilt
You might just drown
On the moral spirit
Of laboured conscience
On which your walls are built
You’ll find within the cold of stone, eyes will start to form
To watch the fall of doctrines told
Your lies will tear them down
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Betray the words of promises sworn
And find no help to be found
Bounding songs of rebellions born
Will serenade a throne of sorrow
With the words of sirens sung
Of stolen votes and broken hope
Which fall upon the death of ears
Fate will not be kind
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So be careful of the truth you sow
The delusion of grandeur self-imposed
You’ll find no kingdoms for you to borrow
Only the growth of lies exposed
So reign your fields with seeds of greed
And prepare yourself to starve
Because there are no kingdoms left to steal
And no kings of hollow hearts
Only kingdoms that fall apart.
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© Simon George 2026. All Rights Reserved.
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Simon George
I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. In 2021, I published my debut book "The Truth Behind The Smile" a self-help guide for your mental health based on my personal experience with depression. Go check it out.
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Comments (10)
We should print this on flyers and throw them on every parliament building from helicopters. Powerful TS!
This is a great warning. But mad kings usually do not know they are mad.
LOVE THIS >>>>> So be careful of the truth you sow The delusion of grandeur self-imposed You’ll find no kingdoms for you to borrow
Power to Top Story.
I wish everyone in power could read this poem~ This was fantastic, congrats on your top story!
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
The line about “shallow crowns” making the ground quake really stuck with me — it feels like power exposing itself by how fragile it actually is. I kept thinking about how you frame leadership as something that echoes back on the person holding it, especially when lies start pulling the walls down from the inside. It reminded me of how often people chase the title without realizing the weight that comes with it. When you wrote this, were you thinking more about a specific figure, or about the pattern that keeps repeating no matter who wears the crown?
Love the song -- Stiletto Gospel by Helena Banner that has a line about false kings. Dealing with false kings is difficult when they have made a big fake kingdom. Feels impossible to deal with when becoming their scapegoat. Cool poem with a message we can only hope is true, but a lot of false kingdoms seem to not fall fast enough.
You nailed this so brilliantly! This has gotta be given to everyone who is in power. Loved your poem!
absolutely perfect.