Man As King.

The buckles loosened
as the shoes were worn out.
the socks were torn
and the feet was battered.
Walking with them
the old man thinking
himself to be a king
holding an imaginary sceptre
beaming with pride
strolled imperiously
on the pavement
with a loose shirt and
patched pants
making dramatic gestures
and turning back at intervals
as though a retinue of
courtiers came behind
with the band in the front.
singing the song
“There lives a king”

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