There Once was a King ...

There Once was a King who...

Journeyed so so far in the days and miles of HIS way

Hastily brushing away yesterday in an attempt to forget today

Broken memories of adolescent angst fed the adult hunger of need

Once a proud prince amongst paupers addicted to the blinding speed

In decadent swoons he pierced the evenings airs

Snorting up the debauchery staring down the dubious stares

Pounding his chest with bravado made of the choicest wine

A KING amongst his subjects ... A KING amongst the Swine

No guard was ever posted upon the rampart

No fear of anything lurked within Chambers of his heart

Until the sword of reality ... It took It's piece of meat

And the wind of pestilence brought the King to bended knee

The Snickering populace laughed heartily at his broken crown

A fallen Patriarch.. a pariah whose comeuppance had finally come around

And so the days would run together and the sun would sweep away the moon

and the broken king with his broken crown would lay quiet in his broken room

His possessions they were few but enough to get him by

A dog for his companion , a place to lay his head , and a voice that said .. "Still Try"

But try as he might the world was so misconstrued

The right hand was a left hand .. and in the end the King was only confused

“Surely this darkness shall lift” the King would Cry

“Surely I can still Command this” and surely The King did try

But the Winds of Deceit were a hearty blustery crew

And the Black Currents of treason took away …. took away his possessions few

A Mournful Wail ERUPTED from the King

and the Currents Heard His Thunder

Why would this Darkness claim his precious things

and pillage where there was nothing left to plunder?

And so the King Mourned and the Sun Swept Away at the Moon

And the King sought refuge alone in the quiet corner of a tiny room

He imagined his faithful dog still tickling his nose

He dreamt of the days of youth before the Kingly Robes

He slept a sleep of comfort in his imaginary fleece

for when the King awoke he vowed to never cease

He vowed to turn ...to simply turn the other cheek

And see what Tomorrow Brings in the Hope it Will Be PEACE