The daughter of a king <br />What does this world know. <br />No paper no proof <br />No place of identity to show. <br /> <br />Her worlds humble themselves <br />At her feet each day. <br />For her royal features <br />Her charm and talents displayed. <br /> <br />She's a king's daughter <br />She's loyal and family true. <br />No culture wouldn't be proud <br />If they only knew. <br /> <br />Forced to keep her identity <br />By her peers and contingents each day. <br />To escape defiled repugnance <br />Is her lifes ransom she pays. <br /> <br />She never cries out <br />She is given everything <br />But her heart lies heavy <br />From her memories of the King.<br /><br />Cecelia Weir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-king-s-daughter/
