My Heritage Has Caught Up With Me (The Reason I Have Dyed My Hair Black)

My heritage has caught up with me
that corrupted crown of greed and gold
passed unwittingly from father to son;

but my hair screams chaos, violence,
slaughter and upheaval, an ending hidden
and gilded in the excuse of the “greater good.”

This is not a duality you want; I am a living contradiction,
a walking reminder of your pain and everything you
fled from, a blend of the worst traits of two brothers.

I am sorry.  I promise you
(on my Heart, I swear to you)
that you are Home, you are free

and that I will be a better King
than the one you fled across the
stars (such a long Journey) to escape.

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