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Of Fallen Kings

Wretched and wraithed
Beholden to the ring
Our will subsumed
To such a little thing.
 
Our pride was our downfall
Desire to cling to life
Proved as an undoing
Bringing us only strife.
 
Now we wander abroad
Ever searching, seeking
All efforts in vain
Frustrated we vent shrieking.
 
One we were mighty kings
And beholden to none
How far we have fallen
Merely slaves to One.
Written by Viddax (Lord Viddax)
Published | Edited 24th Apr 2021
Author's Note
Entry 19 for NaPoWriMo2021.

There is a tragedy behind the Nazgul/Ringwraiths once being the best of Men.
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