The Two Kings Within
THE TWO KINGS WITHIN Inside my chest two rulers fight One sells me dark, One calls me light One says “Take more, this world is mine” One whispers “Rise… your will align” The body bows where habit leads To ego’s throne, to selfish needs And every time I seek the King The serpent wakes with sharper sting For Pharaoh grows when truth draws near He builds through doubt, through pain, through fear He shows me all I’ve yet to mend So suffering becomes a friend Idol worship lives inside When self alone becomes my guide Not stone or gold—but “me” on high The cruelest false god money can’t buy So Torah is not words we say But war through every living day Who rules this heart? Who wears the crown? The one I lift… or drag back down And when I see how far I’ve gone How weak by night, how false by dawn That pain itself becomes the gate A cry for truth… before too late For evil grows when I choose right Not to destroy—but bring to light That I may know what must be burned So all desire can be r...