Reign

I suddenly felt the urge to right a poem just for reign. It sounds powerful

Reign with a 'g' a sight of pain
Filled with gain in the chapter of the domain
In Spain before planes
Women rolled grain to sustain
Men strained the chain
To keep the domain without disdain
While Ms.Jane popped champagne
Sir.blane cried in the terrain
He had a sprain and could not refrain
Taking cocaine to ease the pain
In a spiral, in their world of gain, they danced through the domain.