This kingdom started the fire,
The King hated that his need was dire.
He started to enslave the men and make them work,
It seemed to him as a sycophantic quirk.
The Queen and her child we born of innocence,
Taken into a world of hate and violence.
The Queen tried to hide the child,
Hide her so she, too, wouldn’t turn too wild.
The King found out about an ancient power,
It made his most fearsome generals hide and cower.
It amused him to see such scared men,
It seemed pointless to dispose of them then.
When the Queen found out she ran away,
Ran with the child to the Oceans bay.
She met a man who was kind and brave,
Her life, she wished for him to save.
The King found out of the Queens treason,
He didn’t wait to hear her reason.
The boat she was on, was burnt to the sea,
The Queen died without the chance to plea.
The King, now mad with greed,
Was killed by the new kingdoms Assassins Creed.
The Old Kingdom finally fell,
It fell into the jaws of Hell.
The people obviously didn’t know whom to follow,
They chose a King who was cold and hollow.
Filled by greed, drained of emotion,The king damned his people and his own Nation.