King at court

You with your staff of
disgruntled, wharped
and saddened dignity.

Of all the misled kings
of this world how dare
it be YOU who judge ME?

Though your conclusions
may be right. you have
no more room to say.

Like a burning slap to
stinging cheek. pretend
it's all in play.

Does loyalty come at such
a measured cost? Must I
pay the heavy price?

I grow weak of these sad
and muddled games of shit
faced men and mice.

But, the queen has spoken.
The kings must turn up their
noses and obey.

They cut out the heart
and serve it raw. Just
because they may.

Is this the rotten thing
that people do? of which
you always speak?

Come around in your time.
I won't be there my heart
has grown to weak.

And when her highness is
finished with you, will
you know what you lost?

Fame and glamour, jewels
of any kind. Come at such
a heavy, damp cost.

Talk the gossip of the court
the jester that dances, is
none other then you.

Know the difference of those
who lie and those who have
always been true.