High Descent

Inside might walls,

with gargantuan halls

and several members,

they live.

Often the rumors fly,

spreading a distance equal to the sky.

Most of it remains a lie,

their sweet truth buried by false notes.

Wars rage inside,

sometimes the unjust decide.

Armories, ballrooms, and so much more.

Some let this fuel their ego.

Then comes the lineage,

giving rise to a new image.

Daughters held back,

sons in the grounds of hostility.

But there are souls,

magnanimity, and passion they hold.

They don't have to be a pretense,

it comes involuntarily from within.