WHERE WERE YOU THE NIGHT THE KINDOM FELL? PT 2:AR THE VILLAGE;1600s AS TIME WOULD HAVE IT, I was born a prince, a young man amoung men,learning how to be a man. the son of a weary king,been doing that along time,father of our village ,dominent and head strong,he listened and judged,his wrath was harsh,like that of an old lion,those with manes,moody by nature,the stud of us all,we all catered to his needs,wise men called him god,so that is what he grew to love,mistakes of the fallen. Must admit this king was wise ,seen many a battle,from differences of kind. he grew to love the treats of others,took women from those his brothers,alfa dog bow wow, i never shared what i felt ,i tryed to stay away from this hood,was in the bush many a day,learning to stalk and hunt,this my prey. learned to fish,spear in hand,weaved a mesh,all by hand,ran with cattle,and our goats,milked the cows,many boobs,less drought, My life was harsh,but i got use, gained a love ,in my muse,she was my queen ,or so i thought,in our household,she was the boss,iI niknamed her mother of tough love or as such,she was hard,her wants a must,ilived for this women ,she my pleasure,stood the ground ,feed my needs. Her council sweet,but swift it was,wasnt quite sure,the he in she,was at her door,the children she bore,listen no vent,whip of butt,off you went,play had its place ,in those times,then back to school ,and the grind. sweet vengence was her reward,crossed womens plight and award.Statued and grace was her dictate,lord help you if you make a mistake. Had to feed the kids,the wife too,had to help feed this village,the king too,had to hunt no relent,faced misery and heat, preditors defeat, rain, lightning and the thunder, twas no blunder, what has changed? to be continued:ar
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