"The Perfect King" Once there was a King, with a heart of gold, His kingdom prospered, his people were bold, The land was bountiful, the skies were blue, All were happy, no troubles were due. The King was wise, with a great mind, His laws were just, his judgments kind, He was feared, and yet loved by all, His greatness shone, like a glowing ball. His strength was mighty, his sword was sharp, His enemies trembled, at his every harp, His courage was known, to all far and wide, He was a true ruler, with honor and pride. The King was respected, by every nation, His armies were fierce, eyes filled with determination, He led them all, with great skill, And always saw to it, that justice would fulfill. Tales of his greatness, spread far and near, People sang praises, of how they held dear, This King, who brought peace, to lands unknown, Whose kindness and bravery, had truly shown. Until one day, the King passed away, People were saddened, they knelt to pray, For they knew, that a great man had gone, And they would miss, him from now on. But the legacy he left, will always remain, The light of his wisdom, shall forever sustain, His kingdom will flourish, for ages to come, For the King's spirit, shall never succumb.
I have a question for you. What is perfect? No one can really reach perfection so what is perfection to you? Is it this story you wrote?
So is the story you wrote perfect it's self? Or Is it the way you wrote it that makes you believe it is perfect?
The story is perfection itself about a perfect King.
Yes, you see that the king is perfect, but is he really? To you, he may be but to others, he may not be. We all have a different idea of what perfection is.
I don't mean any offense, but only certain ideas matter. Not all of us have an equal intelligence and this is specifically set to those with a higher level of intelligence.
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