I ruled the land, the sky, and water, My history was a glorious chapter, My reign was long, a world of terror, now remains kins with feathers.

I’ve served kings and queens, though I never could wed, I lost what was dangling, now sing high instead. Once I had family jewels, now just an empty sack, Lost my cojones, they won’t be coming back.

One of gold. One of wood. One holds the stones, One weathers the flood.

In the night sky, a cluster bright, sisters sparkling in celestial light. Born of myth and ancient lore, a stellar gathering to adore. What am I, among the stars, guiding sailors from afar?

I watch over a land of dust, gold as the sun I have been scarred, yet I still remain vigilant In my presence kings may yet rest, but never shall I in my quest for answers