This Is The Man Who Will Be King

by authenticaussie

(But he will die, but he will die-) (but he cannot die.)

Sometimes you sit and watch the sunset across the water, see how it turns the sea a firey mirror to the sky, and you think;

This man will not be king-

This man will not be king.

You say it like a mantra to the heavens, like it is a prayer that will never leave your lips. It is a whisper to the silence that will never be heard, because you are begging for this man to stay within your reach, to stay close enough to touch, to stay close enough to hold and keep safe, when you have never begged for anything before.

You are not one to send a wish to a God you're not sure exists - but whatever is up there needs to heed your words because you will only say them once.

Whoever watches over you needs to listen to you in that one moment of weakness because it is the only one you will ever let yourself have.

Whisper in desperation to the sunlight as it fades and takes the warmth of the sky with it, "He will die-"

You watch, as the sea turns the sky into an encompassable expanse, and think;

This is the man who will be King.