a Prince's lament

Victor M. 10th - Soweto, South Africa
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I am a prince, son of a king
Born to wealth, with privilege's ring
But respect, I've never earned with my own might
Inherited riches, without a fight

People envy my life, with its gilded glow
But I yearn to earn every treasure I know
To sweat and toil, and turn my labor to gold
Not simply inherit, with a life already told

While others strive, their hard work on display
I live off the legacy of my ancestors' day
I wish to be reborn, in a humble place
To earn each triumph, and know the value of my face

To be the breadwinner, not the golden son
To learn respect and responsibility, before the day is done
For true worth is earned, not given at birth
And only then, can I claim my true worth on this earth.