A king in his own right

I got into benin yesterday. And this morning,i'm in the city centre. That is ring road. And i can see a masterpiece. The king and his watchmen,beautifully molded. Its a beautiful sight to behold. But,the king is seated with his watchmen. Though they're of molded clay. But i behold another king-a man half dressed. His head filled with locks. And sure its no hard time guessing what he stands for. He's a lunatic. But he is a king in his own right. He's seated but has no attendants,but he's not challenged. He seats tall,after all,he's a king in his own right