Jyn, The King
A young King,
the faceless king who watches in the crowd.
Misery and corruption are everywhere,
also the traces of the grim reaper.
Heartbroken crying, followed by a prayer,
to the gods and forces beyond their own,
to the saints who seem to boast before him bathed in power,
while in his mind the King disputes
'Why if they have so much power they don't do anything?
Still figures, dolls at last ...
heroes of legends never before ...
All fake and made of clay!
and then if they exist,
Why the agony that his people live?
A gasp of helplessness, I am as useless as one more!
The tragic faceless king slave of anonymity.
An avatar that like a coward must hide his face.
How much misunderstood agony,
a dilemma that must remain secret ...
Dear King,
you are like a wandering god,
it is nothing more than a being without a compliment,
or a beast wandering between copies of itself.
How will you get to your throne, if you do not use yourself?
The imperfection of the incomplete,
and deep down the pretense of sanity.
There is no herd ...
each man says 'free' and each caste has its interests,
just like every king ...
- The Young Fox, the Wandering King -
Now two stories intertwine,
the two kings are totally different,
- Wandering Fox
'Power badly feeds the poor and only sustains the same power.'
The result of upbringing, culture, and indoctrination is known to override good judgment.
Evil is justified as techniques, procedures, politics ...
While people are only numbers, meats, bones, errors, and ideologies or they are simply the enemy.
The misery among lights that confuse, leading the wandering being through torrents of baseness, frivolity, and even madness.
What misfortune, what calamity!
They are times of shadows with which you have to negotiate.
The two Kings of Kland,
two merged into one name, in his people and his men
They shine their own light to bring peace and harmony.
This is how two princes forged a King.
This is how peace ruled for many years.
But evil did not leave the heart of man,
rooted from the deeply unsuspected has emerged in the form of a wolf and a serpent.
And so 37 years passed and the betrayal of a woman condemned history again.
But the legend of Jyn and Moo spread around the world with more force.
To remind us that life is more than we think, and to give us the strength to once again defeat evil whenever necessary.
Extract from Suprasensible.
By Mario Rodríguez. Chief Operating Officer of Stop Look Share.
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