It was too late for him to born.
The other time was calling him in.
His world was in the constant war
Between reality and dreaming.

It's hard to dance at two lives' edge.
It's hard to be two different persons,
To live in "now" and Middle Age,
To be a knight, and... vice versa .

He could achieve both throne and crown.
He could be genius in writing.
But that's the end: he chose to drown
In wine and being "smarty".

He doesn"t want to live and cling
For life. It's now a simple token.
He is the one who breaks the wings:
He saw his wings once being broken.