True Story

He was a warrior, have won many battles single-handedly

By leading his army, the enemies fear him,

Friends and people adore him.

One day while training his army, he saw it.

Hurriedly he called her;

It was a pattern of cloud in the sky, a rabbit with a carrot.

The little angel came out with gleam of happiness in her eyes,

To her dismay wind blew off the pattern.

She scolded him in a language no one understood and left the place.

Angels can be devils too, its a matter of time.

Though he was a king, still a slave to the princess.

It’s the story, of not so creative fathers attempting to be so,

To gain lost glory and failing every time.

Hopefully, the princess as well recognizes their attempts.