Soldier,Poet,King..

There will come a soldier.
He carries a mighty sword!
He will defeat your woes.

As his blade glows.
He will tear your city down.
Save you and erase that frown.

He will never let you drown.
His sword is his mighty friend.
Who always comes to defend.

There will come a poet.
He can defeat you with his words.
Using his tongue to speak.

Writing whole new worlds.
With the magic of their pen.
From the feather of a hen.

He will be your mighty friend.
Write you poems and help you defend.
There will come a ruler.

Full of power and woe.
His power gives him trouble.
And he doesn't feel whole.

All roles come to defend.
In this magical,mystical land.
Soldier,full of power.

A poet holding a flower,into their hair.
A ruler,he tries to make everything fair.
A soldier slays the dragon.

Poet slays you with his tongue.
A ruler holds power.
As the poet offers them a flower.

Offering serenity,peace.
The ruler helps out and tries to please.
A soldier is for hire,for adventure or to protect your niece.

But there is a missing puzzle piece in all.
A soldier can lack bravery.
A poet might lack a pen.

It can be fixed with the feather of a hen.
A ruler can lack free time,in diamond covered walls.
Always there,walking in the halls.

He can be seen in the royal hall.
In a pure gold picture frame.
A soldier is there to protect his name.

As the poet writes down all his fame.
In poems,stories,ballads.
Each has their role.

But a ruler does not feel whole.
Roles switch places.
History unite,

In the dark,starry night.