Lest time forget my clan’s conquests
And the glory of our history
I know where’ll end our royal quests
And our regal sophistry!

I am on every Pence and Pound
If that is not lordly enough
I am an enigma to be crowned
A captain when the sea was rough!

A toothless tiger hunts no more
Yet flaunts the antics of lost time
With fear, despair and empty roar
A potentate’s political paradigm!

No kingdom is left of this king
Just its dark and stark colonial stain
Has he outlasted faith and fear’s fling
The Last King Of (Not So) Great Britain!

© 2023 Vikas Chandra