Hey guys, just wanted to know what ya'll think of this poem I wrote for a little presentation at school: Regicide All of his guests came in their Sunday best Attendants were in either white or black Someone slept quietly in the center Where he wished he always was He who lay in the center, longed for the time he’ll be there Always wanting to be thought of, always wanting to be revered Only misfortune got him his wish, something most people could not bear They saw him sleeping underneath the cold glass All of the people knew how long it would last His eyes are closed and his body is frozen He can’t see nor feel, the sorrow that surrounds him Still he got his wish, and he got roses and tears too There were people around him mourning and there was nothing he could do The rite of passage is now in full swing The cleric takes center stage as the people start praying Reverence came but so did pain Desire for attention could backfire towards the vain The center is as attractive as it is uncertain Dreams achieved can also make someone broken… Last goodbyes are slowly being whispered as tears descend from their faces The eyes of those familiar faces turn red as they prepared to march on And like he always envisioned, He was the frontrunner for one final crossing This is what closure is for…leaving something you wished you had before