Tyrantuous King

The King was born with a strike of a lightning bolt,
He was visited by a faraway gypsy riding a jet black colt,
She told his parents that he was destined for great things,
And that he would touch many beings...

He grew to be a strong and hard-working young man,
And he was deeply disturbed when the new King put on a ban,
He said to put to death any woman who sold their body to another,
That's all that the boy's single mother could to to feed him and his brother,

She was put to death on a morning so cold,
The boy and his brother were turned to a mold,
To be shaped by the ones on the street so brutal,
But for his brother, to be killed by one who was so futile,

This disturbed the future King,
The future city was now turned crimson under his wing,
The future of his city would now be ruled under peril and menevolency,
He now spent his time with the art of Necromancy,

The power to kill then rebirth something under his dominion,
Then to make it under his control, his minion,
This art used powers under the profile of dark arts,
He amazed and bewildered several and won many hearts,

To others under the power of magic sensed his power across the world,
Especially to the gypsy, who appeared suddenly and flashed and swirled,
She told him that he was destined for greatness,
But he lost that power once he turned to the Dark powers which were less,

He could've had power over the entirety of the vast and beatifully great city,
But instead was killed by the gypsy witch which gave him his responsibility....