The throne hall,

 The kingdom groans,

With the throne seat empty,

Where did the emperor go?

Away to war,but rule still does,

For the hall notes his absence,

When shall the empire,

in his majesty glory bask?

When soon he returns,

Laden with the war spoils,

Then all unquenched thirst,

Will in cool waters be drenched,

And emotions find their base,

Desire in full sated,

When the emperor,

Takes the throne seat,

For to sit is to reign,

And to reign to satisfy.

Poet:Tatalia.