Midde Kingdom

everybody owns a middle kingdom in which one is born king where one measures the world and manoevres oneself ahead of the rest, the race the flame might waver flicker to a little light blue near to petering out but as soon as the air steadies it jumps back to show you how tall you can actually be if you could hold on to your dream never giving up come rain or shine the one middle kingdom so well guarded no one would even realise it is there layer by layer inch by inch constructed by its one and only king the rest might be better work, women or soccer but this middle kingdom never once would the sun rise without his mighty plans