The just and charitable king

Once there was a king called just and charitable.

On a big throne he sat and dealt his justice, among gold and precious stones he parted his charity.

To one he said, bring your family, they do not love me, they do not obey me.

They have said that I am not just.

So I will take everything they have and give it to my favorites because I am just.

To another he told, your family lives in poverty and they barely have nothing.

What little they have I will give to my favorites and your family too, can serve them as slaves.

For I am charitable and will allow them work for their bread.

Who has nothing will be stricken down.

Who has only little better fight and find a way to take the bread from others or they shall have nothing.

In my country, you have to be strong, you will work for what you have and if you're not smart enough you shall starve.

In my country the wolves eat the sheep and the sheep shall perish.

I am not a dog or a shepherd, I am a king.

And so he ruled, just and charitable over the whole land.