How can it be it fraud it is a hoax

How come the agreement fit in a box?

How come iron is seen as silver?

And eloquence has been accepted as a quaver

As much as this is what I did want

As much as I would support it with a rant

This occurrence, this thing has gone too far

This thing is much more of a star

It is very true I did wish for these things

To have myself amongst these powerful kings

This place is not for such a guest

True for me I feel half at ease half at rest

And so I get a feel of each of these great minds

And critically for once I want to find

Where do they get this magic?

For most if not all my ventures turn tragic

But sitting amongst kings does not fully impress

Their every turn every twist fills me with a guess

How’s it feel to become and be a boss?

How do they react how do they handle a loss?

But this opportunity did not fill me with grace

For I have received some sidelined embrace

And some prying eyes; who is that fool?

Is he looking for status; is he able to rule?

Please read my thoughts it was all a fake

Maybe my regalia looks similar that is why I got the cake

Hey! It just came and I could not push it aside

It was so binding and inviting so I had to abide

I am a warrior looking for a domain

I too like you I would like to order and also contain

I was sneaked in to dine with you maybe shine

This gala is worth more, I pray its purpose is divine

© Kiongo wa Karanja

This poem is part of the January 31st 2011 Free Theme & Style Poetry Competition. You have until February 26th 2011 to read and vote for it. Please comment and indicate your opinion of the poem on a scale of 1 to 5.

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