all is fake as the lands
themselves,
the 'brave' and 'smart'
sit in the gilded armor
of royal foolishness,
attended by courtiers to
greed.
Those stand before their
mahogany mirrors,
fierce face in place,
only to cravenly creep
from the battle with fear.
So bold in counsel,
brittle at heart,
a legend in their own minds
they art.
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