Analysis of The Rise Of The Throne

solemn peaks in their traverse sport
 the sway of a cool breeze coupled with a stench
 an odor of aroma coming from a nearby warehouse
 we all have traveled this road before
 a timely given chance at which to explore
 perhaps this was the path where Nero once tread
 many lines of thought running through my head
 as in society today its the walking dead
 wheels of steel just to walk the New York mile
 just to know all the while with a smile
 the rise of the throne when your all alone
 a polished hand with greet you & begin to teach you
 we all must learn from each pathway we go
 places with faces that we need to know
 snap shot memories in your past
 having so much fun with a hope that it would last
 we must look above to the heavenly love
 in time you will shine like never before
 lest I implore another opened door
 The rise of the throne when i'm home all alone
 searching for bread like a dog without its bone
 we can each learn from our mistakes call it fate
 every new day is a discovery to take you to places where you want to be
 what is my last and final plea
 never give up on your dreams