Who know the troubles we've seen,
Who have heard our sorrows.
This is war and everyday is a battle,
A battle you must neither win nor lose
For the war must prevail.

You're a good man. Even better,
But you must never acknowledge this.
You're not the man of her dreams,
Her imagination wasn't this great
But she must think otherwise.

Over two decades of intentional nuture,
To make you the knight you now are,
Ego and pride are the enemies of a prince,
The elements of our vanity,
But you must not be found within these ranks.

For you are now a King.
© Chibuike Offor