hungry for power, seeking fame
everywhere with everyone
isn’t it the same game
those who got plenty, get to learn
the secret, to our existence
and hence, they begin their search
to happiness, to contentment
to learn and to relish
the simple joys of life
in the end
they all begin to realize
the one who has it all
inside us, hiding, sleeping
as we shake ourselves
to wake her up
it is the child in us who holds the key
to happiness within & around to see
it is she who holds the power eternal
none of the presidents, no politicians
not you, not me
it is only the child
who is the King
mySestina 
Indeed and it is ready to rule the lands once again. Marvelous post Zig
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Thanks Manuel… a child knows is innocent, a child knows how to laugh on simple things, a child knows how to be stress free, a child knows no boundaries… they know, no religion, no hatred…. they seem to me to be the true kings…
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I agree
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Love it
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Wow.. I a glad you did…
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Title is complete poem with in.
Child is the king indeed.
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Indeed.. thanks Nisthur
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No needs for Thanks have already ample of them.
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Hahaha… you made me laugh
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You should Laugh quite often by your own, it does not cost much….
Why do you need me for this…..
Or you really need my company to laugh ….
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Another laugh
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