Throne Of Fleeting Power
© Surazeus
2018 12 06
"The night sky is full of dead stars," she laughs,
and touches his cheek with lust in her eyes,
so they kiss by the tree that blossoms tall
on the true still-point of the turning world.
"How can we avoid the god-decreed fate
of Adam and Eve to lose all we love?"
He gazes in her eyes to see the sky
which contains giant galaxies of faith.
"To be together sometimes we must part
so we can work and earn money to eat,
then we can spend nights together in bed."
She walks away down the long signless road.
She never returns to the house he built,
so he searches lone hills for seven years
till he finds her cooking in castle kitchen,
enslaved by the king with the golden crown.
"I am no knight in shining armor who
rescues fair maidens from tall castle towers,
so how can I rescue my bride from slavery?"
He smiles when she sees him in muddy yard.
She cries and throws her arms around his neck,
but the hunchback son of the minister
whips her back, so she returns to the kitchen,
then chains him in the dungeon on the wall.
Hanging by his arms cuffed in iron chains,
he weeps in horror at the screams of men
tortured in dungeon of the holy king
who was appointed by God up in Heaven.
The guard unlocks his arms from the wall chains,
then cuffs his hands with short chain of despair,
so he strangles the guard and grabs the keys
then unlocks prisoners who cower in fear.
Grasping sword of the guard, he storms the door,
and they race howling into the grand court
where the king and courtiers feast at long tables,
and he jumps on the table of the king.
While prisoners attack graceful courtiers,
he raises sword high and shouts for revenge,
then hacks off the crowned head of the great king
whose blood stains the floor in the Hall of Heaven.
Holding high the gold ring studded with jewels,
he crowns himself king of castle and land,
then crowns the kitchen maid queen at his side,
so they sit together on the throne of judgment.
They reign as king and queen in Hall of Heaven
for twenty years of prosperous peace
till the son of the former king attacks,
surrounding Heaven with army of knights.
"The night sky is full of dead stars," she cries,
and touches his cheek with love in her eyes,
so they kiss on the throne of fleeting power,
on the true still-point of the turning world.
The son of the hanged hunchback minister
opens the gate to welcome young prince home
who hangs the farmer and the kitchen maid
and sticks their heads on spikes above the gate.
© Surazeus
2018 12 06
"The night sky is full of dead stars," she laughs,
and touches his cheek with lust in her eyes,
so they kiss by the tree that blossoms tall
on the true still-point of the turning world.
"How can we avoid the god-decreed fate
of Adam and Eve to lose all we love?"
He gazes in her eyes to see the sky
which contains giant galaxies of faith.
"To be together sometimes we must part
so we can work and earn money to eat,
then we can spend nights together in bed."
She walks away down the long signless road.
She never returns to the house he built,
so he searches lone hills for seven years
till he finds her cooking in castle kitchen,
enslaved by the king with the golden crown.
"I am no knight in shining armor who
rescues fair maidens from tall castle towers,
so how can I rescue my bride from slavery?"
He smiles when she sees him in muddy yard.
She cries and throws her arms around his neck,
but the hunchback son of the minister
whips her back, so she returns to the kitchen,
then chains him in the dungeon on the wall.
Hanging by his arms cuffed in iron chains,
he weeps in horror at the screams of men
tortured in dungeon of the holy king
who was appointed by God up in Heaven.
The guard unlocks his arms from the wall chains,
then cuffs his hands with short chain of despair,
so he strangles the guard and grabs the keys
then unlocks prisoners who cower in fear.
Grasping sword of the guard, he storms the door,
and they race howling into the grand court
where the king and courtiers feast at long tables,
and he jumps on the table of the king.
While prisoners attack graceful courtiers,
he raises sword high and shouts for revenge,
then hacks off the crowned head of the great king
whose blood stains the floor in the Hall of Heaven.
Holding high the gold ring studded with jewels,
he crowns himself king of castle and land,
then crowns the kitchen maid queen at his side,
so they sit together on the throne of judgment.
They reign as king and queen in Hall of Heaven
for twenty years of prosperous peace
till the son of the former king attacks,
surrounding Heaven with army of knights.
"The night sky is full of dead stars," she cries,
and touches his cheek with love in her eyes,
so they kiss on the throne of fleeting power,
on the true still-point of the turning world.
The son of the hanged hunchback minister
opens the gate to welcome young prince home
who hangs the farmer and the kitchen maid
and sticks their heads on spikes above the gate.
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