THE POEM FROM PERSPECTIVE OF THE KING KONG
 

I used to destroy the buildings,
Everyone would beg  me when I stood up
Now in the morning I am staying in a cage
Roam the streets I used to crush
I used to roar in that streets
Hear the fearlessness in my voice
Listen as the crowd would scream while running
Now they are happy with my absence
One minute I can understand their reasons
I discovered that my loneliness is their happiness.