The Unconscious King

So he wakes up;

In the awe of it all

Oblivious of nothing but the present

With a thousand and one question choking for answers

He has none;

How funny can it be?

When a second ago you were absence

And all of a sudden you became child of dust in the other

Made from the very thing you stand upon

They say what goes around comes around

And you my friend;

You have been here for a long time without your notice

And yes HE has made you king

Ruler of all HIS handmade

Friend of the meek and wild

The unconscious in a land of the mindful